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The BottleImagine holding a bottle,The Bottle
one of those glass one's so the wieght of it is actually substantial.
You pop of the top
maybe it fizzes,
maybe all the coke bubbles or whatever
by ~Neshama18
GrahmThere is always a point where no matter what is done to you, it just doesn't hurt anymore. I heard my rib crack and felt the pop of the bone breaking but i was numb to any pain. I was barely even in this world. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't dying. Takes a hell of a lot more than a beating to kill me. But my mind was wandering, to better times, to worse times, it didn't matter. I just liked wandering.Grahm
"Tell me about Leah." I saw his lips move but it took me a moment to register what this jack-ass was saying as he wiped his hands on his pants to clean them of my blood.
"What about her?" I spat. Not because I was being
by ~Neshama18
True Injustice“I brought the book,” I said shivering in the room despite it being the middle of summer. The figure just smiled. I could feel his cracking flesh pull tightly across his face at his grotesque smile. I could hear it, almost like it was coming from within my head. “You’ll leave me alone now right?” I felt childish asking and clenched my fists in frustration as I thought of what I had done to finally be left alone. I stole it, from my church. I stole it from the House of God. My muscles spasmed and my nails dug deep into my palms as my heart chilled. He spoke. “You’ll never be rid of me.” His vTrue Injustice
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