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That day when I walked into the flat, I was greeted with loud music blasting from the TV and very sulking Michael.He was sitting in the old lounge cha..
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"This is the end," the broken boy thinks.Darkness. Smell of gasoline and metallic taste of blood. And pain...
He can't even cry any more. He can't b..
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The sun came up, and I didn't feel like dying anymore...
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Through the thick black wail of numbness, he heard muffled voices and footsteps.- Boy, between 14 and 16, found in an industrial zone.. - one stern vo..
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Nomak is here. He is angry. He stomps down the rusty stairs, his heavy boots echoing in the small room. He is so tall that his head is almost touching..
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The next few days were a whirwind of deep, troubled sleep, waking up gasping for air, shaking and covered in cold sweat, and exhaustion.Every time he ..
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A story about little boy who was kidnapped, sold, tortured, ruined and left to die like a stray dog... He only survived because one girl found him...
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