Fangar Stories

⟬Due to the violence inflicted upon him by his father, Edgar had lost his memory one day. The doctors had fabricated a false story for him. And Edgar believed this lie for two years, until he turned eighteen. Now... who could have known what would happen next?⟭ ​He reached up to his neck, which felt as if it were still being gripped, and cracked it once. Then, he scanned the room as if searching for something. The white curtains, the corner of the bookshelf, the closed window, the black nightstand, and the posters hanging on the wall. Everything was the same. There was no difference at all. He thought to himself: ​"It was just a dream."

guys this story is made by a girl who is only 11. if hate, ignore it pls... but I know, it may be boring 😴