No Plagiarism!HJf5O7GePfr8lbJ9VegIposted on PＥNAＮＡ  I found a blank notebook amongst grandpa's old records. Nothing special, a black plastic cover with red parallels. What really got me exited was the pagination, every slide got its own date, just like a predifined diary. The pen has made its entries but has never really found the perfection that I desire, it needs reality, not imagenary copies of my interpretation. I've been feeling this strange urge of rebellion inside, the void within has reached its limits of expansion. Grandpa is out scouting for food and has been gone for hours. The clock on the wall keeps ticking. A constant countdown towards death. I can't give in to the depression, got to stay strong to keep Ashley above water. The older she gets, her awareness of this miserable world gets stronger and some day her mind will fail to resist its pressure. She lacks the ability to read, grandpa says it has to do with dyslexia, a syndrome that unables her mind to understand the composition of letters. I don't know if this troubles her but she likes when I read to her, last night I told her the story about the castle in the sky, which she loves. I've been working on a smaller scale model, made of colored cardboard pieces, an attempt to ease her mind and get her a little bit closer to the fantasy. It feels like our paths will never part. Her disability has made her whole existence to evolve around me and that scares me. I need to stay alive to prevent her from falling in the hands of the predator of man, exploiting her as an object. Time is four minuter past eight, he always climbs through the hatch at eight, sharp, he's always very precise with his routines. Even though Ashley never cared to learn how to tell time she's glancing at the metal. 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWGgLl0GXTM
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"Do you think grandpa is dead?"303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7gIubyNia6
She is starring at me with those tired, hollow eyes. 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAqG8Md7Lz8
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"Of course he's not! He always comes back." 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0KqpjJJooK
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She turns her head to look at the empty concrete wall with a silent, vacant smile. 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOgeidWhdOE
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We both sat there for a moment, quiet, not uttering a single word. Her smile persisted as if void was the only thing to her mind. Then we heard the squeeking sound of the hatch, grandpa was home. He climbed the ladder with quick feet, looked at us and reached for his pipe on the desk.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1talXesWuq
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"Isacc. There is something I need to talk to you about." The words brought seriousness to the room. Had he found out about my recusancy? I approched the table with careful steps.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR1yUWjNeIP
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"Sit young man." 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMub9sRjo4k
He had never before addressed me in such way.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsHhjWSejcl
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"I,ve been avoiding this moment for too long." He paused.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnGjwp8rm29
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"You are now old enough to come with me on my daily run. My body is slowly breaking down and I need to prepare you for the outer world." My longed for wish had finally come true, I was going outside the box. He reached for his belt, unveiling a small knife, putting it on the table. Before lifting his hand he was seeking my eyes for some kind of fortune.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTnKDsIibn8
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"This is what I give you for know. Best suited for your oncoming tasks." 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGpj3Kl2vgy
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The blade was shining in the light of the lamp, this had never been used before. Grandpa had entrusted me with his first real responsibility. The edge of the knife was sharp enough to put a drop of blood on the tip of my finger. I gave Ashley a quick glance of satisfaction but got no response. She was still starring at the wall, possibly unaware of my conversation with grandpa. He noticed my sudden turn of emotions.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9ywE2tQus5
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"Something wrong with the girl? I mean other than usual." 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV8vstYsks1
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He had never been good with these kind of things, he didn't know her like I did and even if he had he would have been incapable of making a difference. I looked at his hands and then quickly turned to his eyes, my fist clenched in spasmic tremble.303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbirwEUmin3
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Grandpa quickly folded my eyes with a black rag that always laid the desk. He picked up the hollow book with syringes inside. He wasn't aware of me discovering its content but I preferred to look away. The transparent liquid inside made my sister twist and turn and I couldn't bare to witness the horrific scene. After a while I could hear how the heavy breathing decreasing in pace, she was out. He unfolded the rag and as always, almost like an instinct, I checked Ashley's pulse, making sure she'd survived the treatment. He looked at me with sad eyes, as if he wanted it to be the last time. 303Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGnKfRzPMGI
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"Come boy. You to will need the rest when we come back."     

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