I couldn't move as I stood there, looking at what had become of my home... My memories... All of it. I watched as the flames engulfed my home. I could feel my heart almost getting ready to burst. I couldn't breathe as I was being dragged away from all that I knew. I could hear the screams of my parents, crying for help as they were being burned alive.
Once I turned away, I could smell the smoke filling my senses. I tried to close my eyes so it would go away like a terrible nightmare, but it didn't.....
The passage that started it all. The short story that changed everything.
Just a excerpt of what inspired me to write this for all of you...
I dedicate this book to my high school teacher Jana Owens. I hope she will thank me one day for it....
Enjoy.
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Through The Forsaken
ActionThe story starts off as Misute wakes up and hears that there's an intruder downstairs only to find not one but three Skeletons by the names of Nightmare, Cross, and Killer sans. After Misute leaves her estate her life begins to turn upside down with...
