Hi guys, its been a while.

 It's been a while.

I wish I was interested in blogging as of late. Maybe I can get into it again. 

I have been working and I just started writing again, since I last wrote in my story in August. 

I really want to finish this story this year. This new 2023, crazzy. 

Anyway here are some snips of this  WIP.  Let me know what you think. 

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  And the scene was set me and Colter on the ground, three men looking down at us,

one blond lady scaling with a black eye, and another lady looking like a lawyer talking on her cell phone. It was 2 to 5 and the odds were not pretty. 

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  “Are you alright? Izzy? Come on, I can't lose you right now.”
I wondered how I looked. Did I look truly awful, I wasn’t worried about my appearance,

but about how Colter thought I felt. Was I in pain? A little. My head was hurting,

my throat was burning like I had been hit there. I wondered if my elbow was bleeding.

I was achy all over as well, but I wondered how that affected my face. I turned my face to him,

I could help it anymore, those words would never leave my mind. ‘I can’t lose you.’

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 “Izzy,” Colter whispered in my ear. I snapped back to look at him, our faces so close my

lips could have kissed his cheek. “You look so pale.” 

“I’m going to be okay, stop worrying about me right now.” 

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Everything was looking ready to ship out. Ninja and the sheriff came for us.

Both me and Colter were pulled to our feet. The sheriff scaled at me like I was something dirty to deal with. Colter’s escort took him ahead of me and my guard and we neared the semi. Miss Blondie looked at the both of us and gave the order. Put them in the semi bed. So this was our fate. I gave a little start. Colter tried to spring away but the man held him firm and punched him in the kidney. “Stop it,'' I shrieked, pulling away only to get a fresh slap in the face. The lady with the black eye backed away not forgetting the pain, I gave her. 

Colter stood, and calmed down, he didn’t want me hurt.

Neither of us tried to get away after that, wanting to spare each other pain.

I stopped Colter and he stopped me.

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The closing of the doors behind us was sickening.

It was like a coffin being closed on someone alive, to be buried deep in a dark place and forgotten

by the world. Lost forever on a ship in a never ending journey in troublesome waves that mocked your

life. How small it was, how weak and shallow it was.

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Something Simple

Hope you liked!!!

Rakayle ❤☺