Different

What if you saw your mother die? What if it was your father's fault? What if you are different? So different it makes your life terrible? That is me. Olivia. A common name to a special girl. I would love if you will comment if you like the story, and I would also like any kind of feedback :) Sorry, I misspell words, but I do not speak english normally

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6. Chapter 6

I woke up the next day, and a guard led me to the throne room once again. It was daily routine by then. There was another man waiting for me with Taro. My next victim. Taro said something, to him and to me, but I did not listen. I was already shutting down my emotions. Taro stopped talking nodded to me and looked at the man. He enjoyed their pain. I looked the man in in the eyes. Then he screamed. As the day before. And as the next days. Months. Even years went on like this. I barely ate, I barely lived. I because their tool. Their weapon. My father would have been proud. 

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