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Pretty with little else to show for it. I drifted through life without the drive to be successful but too much natural talent to fail. It wasn't that I didn't work hard... I just didn't take any risks. I had nothing to strive for. I was content to be a backup dancer and singer and tell myself I'd get the lead part next time. One of these days, Andrea, you'll be a star. Opportunities came and went, streaking by like shooting stars overhead. But one night...
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| − | Pretty with little else to show for it. I drifted through life without the drive to be successful but too much natural talent to fail. It wasn't that I didn't work hard... I just didn't take any risks. I had nothing to strive for. I was content to be a backup dancer and singer and tell myself I'd get the lead part next time. One of these days, Andrea, you'll be a star. Opportunities came and went, streaking by like shooting stars overhead. | + | <center>Pretty with little else to show for it. I drifted through life without the drive to be successful but too much natural talent to fail. It wasn't that I didn't work hard... I just didn't take any risks. I had nothing to strive for. I was content to be a backup dancer and singer and tell myself I'd get the lead part next time. One of these days, Andrea, you'll be a star. Opportunities came and went, streaking by like shooting stars overhead. But one night... |
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| + | Darkness. The beating of distant drums. Terror as I realize they are coming closer. Two men step out of the shadows in my room. I try to scream but one of them lunges at me. Lightning fast, they clamp a hand over my mouth and drag me from the bed. Later that night the same man cut out my heart. | ||
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Latest revision as of 12:28, 11 March 2018
Darkness. The beating of distant drums. Terror as I realize they are coming closer. Two men step out of the shadows in my room. I try to scream but one of them lunges at me. Lightning fast, they clamp a hand over my mouth and drag me from the bed. Later that night the same man cut out my heart.
And then I was reborn.