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Laura Kreitzer

"You should've told me, she repeats. 'Because here's a news flash: You might've wanted to shelter me, but there's nowhere you can hide me that'll keep me safe from what's inside my head."

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"You should've told me, she repeats. 'Because here's a news flash: You might've wanted to shelter me, but there's nowhere you can hide me that'll keep me safe from what's inside my head."

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"We try so hard to hide everything we're really feeling from those who probably need to know our true feelings the most. People try to bottle up their emotions, as if it's somehow wrong to have natural reactions to life."

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"Death and his scythe do not come. No sweeping black capes or ethereal escapes. There's no pearly gate, no prisms of colors as his soul slips away. The stillness is cold steel. The silence is empty with no memory to mend it."
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"I'm sorry, he says. No two words were ever truer.Still, she says nothing. Once a shield, now her taciturnity is brandished like a blade, carving away his sanity. She's the flaw in the paragon of life-the reason angels choose to dive to their downfalls in fiery comets of stardust."
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"Awe! Leaving so soon? Gabby said sweetly, holding the door open. 'I was just about to pull out the gun for you to play single-player Russian Roulette."
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"If you decide to war with us, you will fail and suffer an eternity of misery, he informed, his tone steady and cold. 'Is that explicit enough?'Oh, don't be so dramatic, I said cheerfully, getting in touch with my inner smartass."
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"Struggling transforms her captor into a Chinese finger trap. She's suffocating. Sucking in air without relief. Her lungs expand. Contract. Expand. They fill with lies and broken promises. With despair and lost hope. Each inhale is empty. Invisible hands reach into her body and constrict around her windpipe. She watches her friends collapse like supernovae, their cognizance disappearing into a black hole. A black hole she's quickly cascading into. The dark consumes, bleeds into her vision. She blinks. Catches icy blue eyes peeking out from the shadows."
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"I wish the Fallen would just come to us for a change.Ironically, Fallen Angels dropped from the sky and surrounded us.'I wish I had a chocolate cake! I exclaimed, staring up.No cake appeared, though I did get a few wry glances. Andrew's body shook with silent laughter while Lucia gaveme raised eyebrows.'What? It worked for the Fallen Angels."
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"Well, the only reason we're friends is because you can rock a tweed suit, she informed, tone mock serious. 'So if you want to keep me around, I expect more tweed."
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"He strained his ears, and the darkness felt heavier than before. Oppressive.'We're hungry. That came from behind him.'They smell tasty, a voice to his left hissed.'I don't like this, Andrew said, feeling like the world around them was spinning with voices, taunting, echoing them.'I don't like this, a voice parroted. 'I don't like this. I don't like this. I don't like this."
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