SynysterLovely
I misspelled my name. They gave me the passport and sent me into the country. I was just another face and I would forever be the misspelled version of my name. There was no going back now.
He was a towering man. His gaze stared straight into my soul. He knew who I was and why I was there. I willingly walked forward. I would endure any amount of pain to keep my brother safe. It didn't matter what it took. He was so young. He didn't deserve this. I held my head high and walked forward. His gaze ran hungrily over my body. I shivered and stood strong.
The salt invaded his tear duct. The pain caused the tears to run down his sad face. The ocean swept him ashore broken and alone. He had lost everything except his life. He frantically searched for anyone or anything, but there was nothing but the sound of crashing waves.
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