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By AnonymKat Kruger
Among wilderness survival tips, punching a wild animal in the face probably isn’t on a checklist.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
He doesn’t move a muscle except for his eyes that follow her path as though somehow he can see her contrails. His whole existence revolves around a girl who left his orbit, and he was the one who spun her off her axis.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
He makes it sound so Zen. Or Jedi. Like some kind of Wolf Yoda. There is no try. And maybe that’s all there is to it. Don’t over-think the shift. Just embrace the form that I want to be in.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
If only I could handle my problems like a video-game style battle against a boss. But there are no power-ups in real life. No FTW moment when I can declare total pwnage. I don’t even know who the bad guys are.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
On my first day of kindergarten, I bit a kid. Hard. In my defense, he deserved it.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
She goes very still and I can count on one hand all the times we’ve been here before, standing at the precipice of almost and staring down into the abyss of what-if.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
She inches closer so we’re practically sharing the same air. Maybe we are, because I’m light-headed.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
The cold reality of what he is ― what I am ― sets in like cement and our former selves have been buried and smothered to death beneath the thick concrete of our separate fates.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
There’s a long, uncomfortable silence in which I contemplate what might happen next. Maybe like the villain in a movie, this is where she gives me a long spiel about her hard-up life before she kills me. Not that I totally believe she’s nefarious. Real life isn’t made up of heroes and villains. Just ordinary people making choices they have to live with.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
Think wolf; be wolf.
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By AnonymKat Kruger
To them he’s the slightly less frightening alternative to the grim reaper.
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