and leaving you utterly disgusted.




It steals away pieces of your sanity. 


Little by little, it will start to take you away, well at least your what you would call happiness and peace of mind, that is.



Once what you call happiness is over, there always is the stench of..........






blood.










Wait... blood. 








What I saw in front of my eyes, was unexpected. 








Why did this happen?




There layed a young adult, who looked to be around the age of twenty, in his own blood. He was massacred, as his stomach was left open for everyone to see and the bugs to eat, his eyes were dulled but still open. As his head turned ever so slowly towards my direction, he had the look of wanting to be helped, but at the same time he knew it was too late.






His time was over.






"Y-y-you h-have t-t-t-o h-help them. Th-e-ey are g-g-oing t-t-t-o die!" he said, as tear stains were littered on his cheeks. 



He must have been in pain.


I know.


I know the feeling of lingering right next to deaths doors..

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