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by Saint Belrus (Author)
By the age of ten, Chris couldn't dream of a better life. He lived right next to the Pacific
Beach in San Diego. A caring mother, a guiding father, and his best friend, Samantha, made life
worth living. Because of their friendship, he had believed there was a God. It was on his eleventh
birthday, his greed for an extra video game had his mother rammed by a black SUV with
robbers. He watched in grief as her blood melted on the hot asphalt.
Chris was held accountable for her demise. He didn't deny it either. He was just a boy,
but now his dreams had turned into nightmares. He forgot how to smile, where the sun rises, the
joy of playing football, or when his stomach had a calling for hunger. He gave up on living, on
God, on Samantha, and refused to look at his suffering father in the eyes. How could he take the
life of the woman this man loved so much? Whose other life has he taken unknowingly?
Then, just as death couldn't come to him, (after his innumerable suicidal attempts) he met
Lina. She was his classmate, the girl with the purple butterfly tattoo. She came to him on
purpose. Eventually, Lina warned him that he was not alone. She said they're listening and
watching. More importantly, after seeing the other part of her, he needed to know if she could
help him. And who was she?
