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... blood pouring endlessly from my chest and mouth. Long black hair sways in the wind, as dark as the night swallowing me whole.
Damn it, I'm only sixteen! I'm at the peak of my youth: captain of my city's soccer team, top grades at school, even some success with girls. What else could a guy my age want? The answer is simple: to live.
I know this path like the back of my hand. I've walked it hundreds of times, every evening after practice. A dirt road cutting through a small forest ...
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