The Blood Touch

September 12, 2016
By CinderblockRain BRONZE, Highlands Ranch, Colorado
CinderblockRain BRONZE, Highlands Ranch, Colorado
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Favorite Quote:
I was so focused on putting you back together that I didn't notice that you were ripping me apart, and now my hands are cut and bloody and I'm not sure if it's from holding your broken pieces or mine.


Summary:

Touched, not touched. 

born to bring death, born to die.

colored, colorless.

accepted, rejected, society. 

Then there's me. 

 

They said you couldn't have more than one. They said you couldn't be touched twice. They said that you were either born evil, born good, or born neutral. They were wrong. Why? Because here I am. There are others like me. Twelve of them. We were abandoned. Forgotten. Then it happens. Everyone dies. Except us. We lived, and we saved everyone. They didn't know who we were. Then they remembered, then they died again. Killed by their shadows, and our bad sides. Killed by our evil, saved by our good. 

           I don't know why anyone would want to hear our stories No one would care to write them. But, If they did, I can easily assure you, it would be one of the most, well, confusing, stories you'll ever read, and you'll be left seeing both the light... and the Dark. 


CinderblockRain

The Blood Touch


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