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Opinion by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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Sleep didn't come so easily. Every one else was in their bunks sound asleep. I just lay there. Breathing heavily, trying to get everything to leave my mind. I made the one simple mistake of closing my eyes.

"Shadow!" His voice rang in my ears as I found my way back at home. I got to the clinic and found Opsilon and Kitty on stretchers in one room. With tubes going into their destroyed bodies. I tried to enter their minds to see what was going on and if they where okay. But all I got was a bright flashing light, then black static. They where gone. That was three. Who else could I possibly lose? I ran down the corridor and found another open door. As soon as I stopped in the door way, I watched two nurses pull the black veil sheets over Kappa and Razorwing's faces. That's five. Everyone was... gone. No! This can't be happening! Their just suppose to be injured. Nothing I couldn't heal. Just some gashes and injuries. This, this wasn't suppose to happen. My face got hot with rage. I felt my eyes get bright red with tints of blue, indicating my anger and grief. The nurse looked in my direction. Hearing both my weeping and my growling at the same time. Seeing my state,...
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Fan fiction by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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From the day I was born, I have always been the odd one out. The psycho, the nerd, the creepy girl with purple eyes... Yes, I have purple eyes. It wasn't until I got to high school that it seemed normal cuz everyone thought they were contacts.Except for those who went to middle school with me. They knew the truth. Part of it...

"Shadow, Sonic, Comic, Sharp wing, Omega and Fang."
Everyone clapped as we all stood up from where we were each sitting. Me, alone at an empty table. As usual. But now I'll have to be sitting with my new group. I feared Alpha was going to do this after the pain I went through last time. But he doesn't seem to care. It was in the past now. But not to me. It relived in my memory often when I lay my head down to sleep. We all looked around at each other. Their gazes stopped at me. I just continued to watch Alpha. Waiting for him to tell us the next step.
"Barack dorm E13." He told us. Everyone hesitated, but I began to make my way over. Slowly, the other members followed.
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Article by Firewriter posted 5 months ago
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When I ride, whether it be on a horse, a quad or a dirt bike. I love the feeling of the wind I get when it blows through my hair and under my hat. The adrenaline rush you get when you clear a jump or win a medal for tricks on your horse. The country side speaks to me. It feels like the nature can understand me better than any person, animal or bike. I feel... free. When I'm out on the trails and alone, with no one else, just me and whatever I'm riding. It's my way of contributing to nature. It's my way of showing how I'm a part of this world. This is what freedom is to me. Take that away from me, and I don't know how I would survive. The movements of the long grass in the fields when a breeze blows every now and again, the sound of rustling in the trees. It's peaceful. I don't know how people can survive out in the cities. The country is my life, my joy, my peace and my hope. I draw my energy from it. And it seems to draw energy from me too. Wherever I go seems to come to life. It's majestic. It's... home.
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