Lessons In Happiness - Part Two

I can't change my past so i might as well embrace it."   "and you also said you were an alicorn. so, do you know any magic or-?"   "none. i was beaten for even thinking about using my wings or horn."  

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Ander - Part 2: Subchapter 11

I didn't want to lose that, so i convinced myself that somehow, things would work out, that i could forget about my past. all i wanted was a place where i could belong, where i didn't have to feel so damn _different_ all the time.

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Noir Hero part 2

The twit still thinks i go out to see friends from my past. what an idiot!" ever since then i would always chuckle to myself whenever she would leave. i got up to stretch when i realized an amazing discovery. master had left.

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Runewolf: Part 1

"problem is i can't remember much from my past kira, i can't really tell you anything" sapped from kale's statement, kira spoke.

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Lion King III: the Pridelands Reborn

**strike's pov:** after reminiscing about how my past life wa,s i decided to go find tojo and fuwele. i might as well have told them that brasta calmed down; i doubted he would say it himself. i set out and met them about halfway on the border.

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My Life I

That face though i can't help but remember it from somewhere in my past. "take a picture it will last longer," i say finally irritated by her incessant staring. "you look really familiar to me. just like a little kid i used to play with," she said.

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Second Chances & New Beginnings: Chapter Three

While they were discussing my past, my own cries had slowed down and i found myself with my muzzle circled around a small nub at the peak of vivian's breast sucking on it softly.

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Bioshock, origins of a Cyborg Wolf, Part one

Since i have no memory of my past or any record of my name other than a set of dog tags, i've come to call myself different names to try and keep myself hidden. the name they gave me though was bioshock, at least that was the name engraved on my tags.

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Ending

Now i lie here in a cell, humiliated by my past and wishing i had never hurt anyone. i shall tell you my story, of how the war, ended. i stood there with my blade ready, growling through my teeth.

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Justin's Liberation: Part 1

I envied them so much; i did have good memories in my past but there weren't many of them.

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Why Us [Part 2]

Feigning ignorance of a past life the second time we met, even through i knew of my past." he looked up as he dropped the towel as he stared in the mirror he saw a figure there, remembering of what he used to look like.

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