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A happy ending was something I'd stopped believing in a long time ago. Why? I had no reason to believe in any thing good. Nothing with even the slightest shred of butterflies and rainbows ever happened to me. It was more of... lets say angry, rabid beasts instead of bunnies. Guns instead of gumballs. Oh, heck, how about anvils instead of balloons? So when I heard that a happy ending was the way to escape, naturally I didn't believe it.
-Lane Victorson, age 15
City of the Damned.