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One Step At A Time - Free Story by TheWraithOfAWriter

A teacher's job is always difficult, with it's highs and lows. But the chance to have an impact on the world and future, whatever size it ma

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“You don’t think monster girls and wicked boys deserve love?”

― Holly Black, How the King of Elfhame Learned to Hate Stories

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A quick dinner, a change of clothing, not much chit chat, and then bed. This was the routine that night. As I laid wide awake in bed, watching Ash’s chest rise and fall, I couldn’t help but wish this would never end. I had never realized how lonely it had gotten, roaming the streets and killing without having a shoulder to lean on. But he could never come with me. The past was too much of a divide between us. And he would be too much of a distraction. We never worked. This would never work.

I fell asleep watching his beautiful face resting in peace.

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The Unpopular Truth

The fact is... we have all been racist, sexist, homophobic, insensitive, awful, horrible, and likewise.

We've all had a discriminating thought or done something to intentionally hurt someone.

I'm not calling anyone out and I'm not trying to hurt anyone.

All I want is honesty.

So comment below, and if you say haven't done or been anything above, I don't blame you for lying.

It's hard telling the truth, especially when you're admitting you've been the villain in someone's life at one point.

Please.

Tell the truth.

Be honest.

“Heroes don't exist. And if they did, I wouldn't be one of them.”

― Brodi Ashton, Everneath

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A Monstrous Nightmare

I was running again - all I ever seemed to be doing was running lately. Running to, running away.

Coward

There was something behind me…

I didn’t dare look back. It would slow my run.

I was so tired… It felt like I had been moving for hours. My legs sparked strikes of pain with every contact to the ground, my lungs wheezed and strained to breathe. Fear was the only thing keeping me going now.

The monster was gaining on me… coming up close like a deadly shadow.

It occurred faintly in my mind that I should scream for help. But when I opened my mouth, no sound came out. And then there was this helpless feeling, something that made me want to sob and mourn the loss of strength.

The monster's darkness surrounded me, overwhelming and it’s scent like death and corpses. It sparked a certain fear in me, a terrified, unrelenting fear that made my heart still and my body freeze like a deer caught in headlights.

It clamped its blood-covered claws over my neck, and I choked and struggled until I fell slack, a far kinder darkness descending upon me.

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Prologue (The Past A Dream)

I was always a morning person. Waking up at the crack of dawn and watching the sunrise became a habit I depended on. The familiar wave of calm and relaxation was always just as refreshing as the cool morning air. 

My last morning was the same as any. I woke up early, jogged up my usual hill, exhaling with quick bursts, and watched the sun’s bright colors bloom across the expanse of the sky.

Afterwards, I ran back home, changed into my usual cute and comfy type of outfit, ate the perfect homemade breakfast - courtesy of my parents - and got ready for the upcoming, supposedly normal day. 

I didn’t know how different my life would be in years to come. I thought it would always be the same, the normal expected for everyone; going through the Test of Rank, joining society as a full-fledged adult. A regular girl who grows into a woman and makes a little life for herself with her husband and children. 

But I had just been a clueless little child. 

I thought that the world was a happy place. That the world's problems were small and easily fixable. I never could have imagined how big and inescapable they had actually grown. 

Sometimes I missed being that clueless girl. Not having a care in the world, not worrying about this and that, and not having to bear all this stress and pain on my shoulders. I often yearned for that oblivion. I wanted to go back to the good old days when I could be happy, could be me. But I knew that would never happen. 

I have learned so much. Created so many memories, both good and bad. But my life would never be that same kind of normal again. No matter how much I wished it would.

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(The Past A Dream)

No copying :)

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A Beautiful Catastrophe Blurb:

“To Mia, success is everything. She's a hardworking, intelligent 18 year old and perfect child with big dreams for the world. But when she meets Liv, a spunky and easy-going woman with a hard hidden side, everything changes. And Mia learns that the successful, easy life she has been given doesn't apply for everyone - and the world can be much darker and hurtful than she thought, especially when Mia starts to see Liv as someone too beautiful for just friendship.”

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And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart.

John Green, Looking for Alaska