Under His Temptation

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d of taking away what shouldn't be taken away, especially when he labels himself as a father even thou

ry time I look in the mirror, I feel useless and dirty as a human being. The woun

al toys. I had a few memories of George, especially in the summer. The thin lips that Georg

a soft voi

ing machine felt the touch, my brain reacted violently. As a result, I screamed as loud as possible like

tly with my body shivering. The faces in front of me changed to the faces of my father,

k, but I persisted because my father's voice filled all that filled my hea

it's Momm

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replace George? He's not Geroge--a loving guy like Santa.

al aroma with a hint of peach soothes my madness a little. It w

rist but George. I don't need a mother either, but she

t better, okay..." she whispered. "Mom i