short story

  1. Fragmented Explosion.

    When the explosion happened people started screaming, running away. But I ran towards it, so didn't notes but others yelled at me to turn around, some tried to pull me back. A fifteen year old girl, is conserved as fragile, but sadly I wasn't like most. Scrambling away from the hands of others I ran full speed towards the destruction, my mother said I did sought like this because I was addicted to adrenalin. She was right of course, I had some piercing and got a tattoo, some shamed it, I...
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