98brabbit

A young man walks towards the train station on this chilly day in October. He shivers in his old clothes that have worn so thin that he an feel the chill deep in his bones. He sighs, his warm breath puffing in the cold air. He's dead tired. He works long hours everyday at an old, scummy factory to make money to put food on the table. Despite his efforts, he still barely makes enough to pay for his train tickets for his commute and for the other necessities he needs to get by. That young man is me. Living like this is hardly living at all. I have aches in my bones like those of an old man, even though I'm only twenty. I've worked for th

//Warning!-Violence and Gore. Didn't feel like flagging it as Mature. Don't like don't read. Thank you! There she is. Oh, God why would you send such a beautiful angel into such an ugly, hateful world? Her innocence is on the line. When I'd heard that she was planning on joining the Recon Corps, I was flooded with mixed emotions. For one, I'd get to see her everyday, but, on the other hand, I was so angry. Her fragile body being crushed at the hands of a Titan was an all too real image that haunted me every minute of every day. I'm so conflicted, but I know that she won't leave; it's just not in her nature to quit. Just look at her. Even now