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Snow - GriefTorrin lay next to Jason, his arms firmly around the smaller boy. Jason had woken in the middle of the night sobbing, though he wouldn’t say why. He was remembering, Torrin was sure. Remembering all the hurt and all the moments when it seemed like life just couldn’t go on; when he had been abandoned, when he was cold and hungry and had no place to go, no one to turn to, when he had, for the sake of survival, done things so terrible he wasn’t sure he wanted to live anymore. They had all faced long, tearful nights, but they got through it because they had each other. That wasSnow - Grief
Balloons“Near!” A loud knocking accompanied Matt’s voice and Near sighed quietly. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Matt, quite the contrary actually, but the gamer could be so loud sometimes. Perhaps he ought to tell Matt the door was open before the redhead ended up knocking it down. “Yes Matt? It’s open,” Near said flatly. A quick glance at the clock told him it was a little after ten in the morning and he wondered briefly why the techie was up so early, since he usually slept until at least eleven if he had the chance. “Happy birthday,”Balloons
The Incredible Human Rag Doll“Come one! Come all! Step right up and see the amazing living, breathing human rag doll!”The Incredible Human Rag Doll
I watch the carnie in his bright red and white striped coat looking for all the world like a loud, annoying candy cane. With dead eyes I watch him wave his ridiculous little white hat at me as though I’m just a freak in a circus side show. But I am, at least to the gawking crowd and the idiot carnie. I loathe them all. “Tear her apart! Sew her back up! She can’t feel a thing! She never bleeds! She can never die! &n
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