Chapter 9:
5 min stories to keep you company
«Crumble»
«Beep, beep, beeep»
«crrrAAAASSSSshhhhhhhhh»
«Beeep, beeep, beeeeeep»
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It was a scene out of a dystopian novel.
Crumbling buildings, cars crashing, noisy screams, people rioting.
Fires started, flames danced. The fumes grew bigger by the second.
What started this? Frankly, I had no idea.
All, I know I that I must keep going.
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«------------!!!»
I heard a very loud voice in the distance. As usual, the sound was muffled by the noise of the chaos. Tiredly, I let out a short sigh and caught my breath, as there was no time to lose.
I grabbed the old sword that I had left on the ground, and once again I ran to the scene.
Again and again, for this was an everyday event.
The rust in my sword was growing bigger by the day. I knew I wouldn’t be able to keep this facade much longer.
Yet, somehow, I kept finding myself standing up once again.
Over and over.
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Sometimes, I wished everything would end.
Sometimes, I wished to end myself.
Yet, my pride stubbornly forced me to keep going.
My little brother.
I swear I will avenge you.
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