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No matter how far I run, my past refuses to fall behind in the dust. My demons never leave me.

That magnificent crimson tang flooded his nostrils, erasing any other smell as a secret smile spilled onto the cold lines of his lips...

I saw her pain, her scars, and said nothing, too frozen by the force of my own pain to offer what relief I could to her's.

Everyone at one point or another struggle with depression or suicidal thoughts. Some hide it well enough that they manage to get through daily life and no one notices.

Tragedy does not always need to end in more pain. The memories are sweet, yet shadowed by loss. Maybe we will see those we love again, and I pray we will never have to let them go.

My grandfather passed away several years ago, yet I can still feel him in every single thing.

I thought living with you would be better... But I'm better off where I was.

I won't take the blame for the decisions you are making now. Your life is controlled by you, not the memory of me.

I have no reason for feeling this way, and yet... I do.

I know that you may never read this... But if will help you understand, then I hope that you do.

In the face of tragedy, Jason must find a way and a reason to continue living, even as he is haunted by his past and the choices of his father so many years ago.