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He remembered he almost cried, but instead he laughed. It was what he did in troubling situations, a defense mechanism. Something he did to protect himself. Dad always told him boys shouldn’t cry, he never said they couldn't laugh.

I am who I am.
There is no one else I can be.
I am simply,
Me.

I can try to fight it,
Engage in a strenuous battle.
But in the end,
Who I am...
It’s set in stone

Most of the time I like who I am.

The world was full of people who are in love with Eden Whittaker. They are opposite of of few and far between, plentiful and everywhere. The world’s great sweetheart, she could do no wrong.

The crimes he committed were the worst we had ever seen. Every new body we found was in a strange yet gruesome place and most could not handle it. We lost so many trainees and even some older vets, it was just to intense.

My fists flew through the air with deadly precision and impacted against my opponent's body. I had been training for years to become the best boxing champion around.

Petticoats upon petticoats are lifted over me and settled on my delicate hips. It’s a surprise that I don’t snap like a twig from the weight of them.