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death of Sam TSamdeath of Sam T
The last thing I remember is suddenly being awoken by the ridiculously loud infomercial that now flashed across the television screen. It now seemed a lot colder then before and that’s when I realized that my boy friend must have gone to bed because he was no longer holding me. I reached for the remote and turned off the TV. It took me awhile before my eyes could adjust to the darkness that now filled the room.
Slowly I stumbled in the direction of the bathroom as I stepped into the doorway of the bathroom I flicked on the lights. The light felt as if it was burning away my very eyes I wanted nothing more t
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death of Sam MSamdeath of Sam M
I woke up in the middle of the night. Everything was really quiet, which was odd because I was at a slumber party at my friend’s house. It seemed like just a minute ago all of these girls were wide awake. Not being able to sleep, I decided to go to the kitchen. Maybe a glass of water would be able to help calm down whatever was keeping me awake. I grabbed a glass from the cupboard then proceeded to fill it with water from the kitchen sink.
As I started to drink from the glass, I awaited that feeling of relief when your thirst is quenched, but it wasn’t there. Instead in its
by ~lambchoplover
death of MaryMarydeath of Mary
The last thing that I remember is that I was standing outside City Hall holding a sign up as high as I could, telling the world that I did not support illegal immigrants. But my luck would have it that the exact same day, there was an illegal immigrant march on City Hall. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for welcoming more people into this country, my family were immigrants, I just believe that if you want to be a part of this country, you should do it the legal way. And that’s why I was there.
Everything was pretty much OK until for some reason, fights started b
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death of LorysaLorysadeath of Lorysa
I remember the scent of vanilla. It was a scent that at one point in my life I adored, but due to someone who broke my heart, it was a scent that I personally could not tolerate. I remember smelling it as I walked to my car that night. An unsettling feeling now overwhelmed me. I think it was my paralyzing fear that kept me from looking around me. I started staring at my own feet as a way to avoid the utter fear that seemed to fill my body. I reached into my pocket for my keys as I finally reached my car. Shaking, I attempted to unlock my car which was as if I was trying to write call
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