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Thanks for picking upy massive error. Without a beta reader or editor, I tend to make silly mistakes and well, that can leave readers confused at times.🙈

Oblivion Wish I would go back I could go back to nothing Jhené Aiko ********************************************************************************** I have absolutely no recollection of the events that transpired after my impromptu mad dash out of the class room. I’d probably hear what happened tomorrow at lunch when I meet up with Grayson and Rudolph. For now, I needed to clear my mind of what I had just seen. I needed my therapist. I needed to vent to someone, yet at the same t

My name is Ambrose Smith. Most of you know me as Natalie Amber Oakley, “loving” mother of Thomas Riley Oakley, successful entrepreneur and Vice-President of this country. I mean, that is the image you have of me, right? Or you probably know me as the cold-hearted bitch that experimented on her own son and did some rather despicable things for her own curiosity or personal gain. But I’m here tom just show you why I am as I am and let you judge me thereafter. My story starts when I was 6 years old

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Take my mind and take my pain, like an empty bottle takes the rain. And heal, heal, heal, heal Tom Peter Odell *Arnold’s POV* 3 months went by in a blur. The remainder of the summer faded into a cool autumn that would usher in a cold winter. A cold winter it would be indeed. These past three months have been really interesting for me. Why you ask… Well, it all has to do with a little chat I had with Cameron and how he told me I could confide in him. Ever since that day I have t

3 months later sees young Arnold in a better place than in ever before. He has friends, his family is beginning to care about him once more and he's starting to tackle his demons. Things are going great until the arrival of a new kid flips his entire world upside down.

*Arnold’s POV* “Goodbye Chuck? Really?” I berated myself as I approached where my stepdad had been shouting from. “Arnold! Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?” he began frantically asking. For the first time I had met him he seemed and acted like a doting parent. I don’t know why, but what he was doing was amusing to some odd part of my brain and well, I laughed. I laughed. It was as if whatever suppression I had placed on my emotions had vanished. As I laughed, and tears were rolling d

*Tom’s Memory* Tom… Tom…… THOMAS!!! Someone was saying my name, but I just couldn’t get out the dark space I was confined in. I didn’t know where I was, and I didn’t like it here either. I had this odd feeling that I was suspended between life and death and that I could do nothing to choose either one. Some time passed, and the voice came back once again, calling my name. I needed to get to this voice, so I can reply and so that it can stop its incessant ranting. I don’t know why or

*Chuck’s POV* 2 Years Ago “Come on Chuck, we’re going to be late for the funeral,” mom screamed as she rushed out the door. “She doesn’t even seem to care about anything but her image as per usual I see,” I thought as I grabbed my jacket and ran out the door and into the car. Today was the funeral of Alexander Packard, my cousin/brother. Why is he my brother? My biological father couldn’t keep his dick in his pants and hooked up with both my mom and aunt and then vanished, never

*Ray’s POV* 10 Years prior to Tom’s 14th Birthday “Madam, we found a boy, still living, in the ruins. What shall we do?” “Take him. To have survived this whole ordeal is nothing short of a miracle. I also want to do tests and see how he survived this whole nuclear ordeal.” And that’s how I came to meet Ms Natalie Oakley. A cold-hearted woman who loved science more than her own child back home. She put on a good motherly face the first time I met her (essentially, I was 4 years ol

Life and death are on two sides of the same coin. The same can be said about lies and truths. You either tell the truth or you lie. You either live or you die. Dinner that evening was rather tense. Mom was brutally cutting her steak while dad was essentially killing the already meat with the way he was stabbing it. Isaac was calmly eating his food while I had no appetite at all. My stepdad was trying to keep a conversation going but the crowd tonight wasn’t having any of that. Cameron still

*Tom’s Memory* Its my 14th birthday today. Jordan is coming over in a few minutes and I am still not ready for school. Sure, it’s Friday, but mom believes that education is too important for me to skip because I’m a year older now. It’s not that I hate school, I just dislike how long classes are. I mean, is it necessary for us to sit for so many hours in one place? Torture method of the millennia. Also, I am hosting a party tonight WITHOUT mom being present which means… ALCOHOL!!! Sure, it’s

I apologize.😂 I will try limit the amount of torture I subject my viewers to to a bare minimum.😂

There are two things in life one cannot evade. Death and tax. Death is one thing we certainly cannot avoid. From our very first breath, we are fated to die. It’s inevitable. Why am I thinking about death at such a time? Well, simple. Rudolph is giving me death glares in the rear-view mirror that could obliterate me if looks could kill. I wonder why he agreed for me to come with them if he’s going to look at me like I killed his favourite family member and then I shat on their grave while in his

The death of his entire family is just too coincidental. The Jacobs are truly powerful I guess. I'm hooked though. Amazing story.😁😁😁