At age nine, I asked my older sister about the meaning of mafioso, and she explained its meaning and context. Since that time, I have wanted to be a mafioso. I did not trust my family for the reason I was not treated fairly. I did not have equal opportunity. But, the fact that I asked her does not mean I trusted her. Plus, she did not know my heart at the moment, even though I was her little brother. I hated all of my family to the core, so much so that I wanted to leave our house at age ten. I did not talk to anyone for two years. After all, who can read the silence of the heart if it is not your own heart? The point is, you can't trust your blood relatives, not only them, but others too. The fact that I did not trust mine is not a reflection of convincing you to not trust yours, but my actual point is to make you aware of what drives me to write a mystery story with those attributes, while I manage to entertain you to an extent. This mystery story is stirring and suspenseful, but its core focuses on whether someone can trust his/her family. As human beings, we are inclined to trust our family more than anyone. We share almost the same feelings with our blood relatives, but we never know their hearts. Some of us have been betrayed by our mother, our father, our sister, our brother, our son, and so on.
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Obscure Blood
Mystery / ThrillerOcta’s father disappears at the time his mother was found murdered in the living room of their house. The only clue on the scene was a teapot. Years later, while investigating over six child murders that have taken place in less than a week, a teapo...
