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Blood Dust

Turning sixteen was what I always wanted. Being sixteen was supposed to make me feel always like an adult. It was a turning point for me but I had no idea of my parents’ intentions.

I was never comfortable around boys and my parents knew that, but still they decided to adopt a sixteen year old boy to be my brother on my birthday. It was killing two birds with a stone, but Dave wasn’t the innocent and lonesome boy they thought he was.

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