Mitriaria (chapter 33)

'wait, you know something about my past life?' 'i know a lot of things about you.' 'can you tell me about it?' 'why? it's your life. you remember it better than me.' 'i remember almost nothing about my past,' he acknowledged that he was scatty.

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Second Chances : Chapter 11

I forgot all 18 years of my past life because none of that was real. that part of my life no longer existed, the only thing that existed, all that was real was this one moment, this one kiss.

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Journey to another world ch12

This voice wants to know my past, my real past. like it can read my mind. i reply to the voice and say that this is my past. that is where i come from. the voice tells me to stop lying and reveal to it where i truly come from.

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Journey to another world ch13-14

Then just like last time the voice came again, telling me to reveal my past in it's demanding voice. just as i was about to tell it that i had already explained my past, i thought that i recognized that voice.

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Self-Experimentation

We rocked together in place, with my past self on hands and knees.

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Introducing Espiona

my past? shit, this is awkward. i don't remember my past. not a thing. i remember a voice and woman, that's all i got. it could be a side-effect of the markings--i don't know. what did the voice say? "i shall return for you and i shall return for you."

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Forgotten Dreams

For each time i felt panic grip me, i just ran, ran for a new home, and ran to forget my past. yet as the panic left, i was left with nothing body a worn body, and a horrid past. perhaps i was not meant to outrun my past, but to embrace it.

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Unexpected Love- Part 2- The Day After (part 2)

That is why you know almost nothing of my past or parents... my parents died and hated me, and alot of my life i was locked up and abused." tears started to come from kevin and ty pulled him close, embracing him and conforting him.

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The Trophy Husband

I made sure to look him in the eyes and lick my lips before i dipped my head down to nuzzle on it - no, that wasn't my past working it, that's just because i like to do it!

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A Waking Nightmare

This is jus a little poem i wrote whilst sitting in the dark and thinking about my past. i tried to desrcribe in poem form what occaisionally happens to me while i'm alone. hope you guys liked it! please comment and rate!

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I Exist To Serve - Chapter Three -

my past was my past. although i had been conditioned to cruelty and what was done to me... i mentally kicked those thoughts away, for fear they would show in my eyes of my body language.

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Search for the Kindred Chapter 3

I hated to lie to the others about my past, but i had to because they won't believe me. i used to a human, living in the limerian palace in mytica.

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