SAMUEL
Stretch out my life
And pick the seams out
Sam screamed and struggled throughout all that his 'father' had to say, not wanting to hear a word of it and his sick mind panicking instead of thinking to argue back or try a more calm approach. "I'm not! I'm not!" Were the only audible words he shouted, his hand smacking against the figure's chest as he did (though it seemed he was only able to leave when he was allowed to).
When the grip was finally loosened, he rolled away, for a while laid on the ground just recovering, odd half-finished, unneeded breaths coming from his throat. As soon as he felt he could stand again he did, getting up and rushing off into the woods, not intending to return.
{FIN}
When the grip was finally loosened, he rolled away, for a while laid on the ground just recovering, odd half-finished, unneeded breaths coming from his throat. As soon as he felt he could stand again he did, getting up and rushing off into the woods, not intending to return.
{FIN}
take what you like
but close my ears and eyes
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