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THE BOY WHO HATES ME
Hate is a strong word but it is the only way to describe how I feel about Damien. And the feeling is mutual.
He is a demon, haunting my every moment.
I was ten when I died. When I came back, I didn’t come back alone. Damien came back with me. I don’t belong in the world of the living, it’s Damien’s job to take me back.
For the last seven years he has been unsuccessful but I fear in a moment of weakness he will succeed. But after I start to remember what happened the day I died, I will realize nothing is what it seems.
And the thin line between hate and love blurs.
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