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My Horror Story

A story. My story heard by the mountains felt by the sea, Cried by the clouds and smiled by the rainbow, Narrated by the storm under the thunder But calmed by the wind that swayed the Eucalyptus She lay crying her teen soul defiled by cruel earth Knife in her arm ready to sink six feet under the soil face tears cascading waterfall,springs of sorrow dust to dust,ashes to ashes life is a curse to her. He drinks himself to the gutter,floor and the dustbin life has taken everything including his beloved family he breaks the bottle and wonders how it would be If he ended his cursed life to join his loved ones They are teenagers on a role they eloped for drugs their life faced with pregnancy,abortion ,pregnancy she cannot bear anymore he is broke to his soul they set pills by their side its time to leave free He was born with a terminal disease made him different children laughed at him while others bullied him he had no friends to relate to other than his dog rex He thought lets fly to the ocean where there is peace She was young and beautiful all the football jocks loved her an idol to most but she endured much to become her plastic is what she was ,prostitute is what she became, to become pretty she had to do one last plastic for her life LETS AVOID UNTIMELY DEATH,THIS IS MY STORY

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