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Trigger warning, blood, gore, mildly graphic content.
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Wheat was from a group of worms who used to live like the picture on the wall in the basement of a house near SuperPlus. Riding horses under a blue sk..
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I recovered over the next few days and Wheat and I began snuggling. In fact, I held her on my chest every night and in my lap every morning. The famil..
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Nothing felt like home anymore. The empty store, my starving belly, my mother buried in the back of the building. I began to fear home would become a ..
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The crunch of fall leaves betrayed my attempt at stealth. I had been tracking a very large fat rodent for a distance now and almost had it in my grasp..
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The further I walked into the southern heat, the more intense my life became. I spent three months hiding from the scorching sun underground. I had in..
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The further I walked into the southern heat, the more intense my life became. I spent three months hiding from the scorching sun underground. I had in..
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Written in ink that had began with an iron rich, red hue and faded into a crusty brown, the note read like a map. One I was never taught to read. It w..
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To whom it may concern,
I have quit many things in my life. I have started many projects and stopped them. I have left games before their end. I ha..
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Elites are human. Like worms. But that is where the similarities end. They are the surviving few who hold power over worms, hils, Armadillos, and anyo..
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