Beautiful Home

Beautiful Home

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jul 26, 2018
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" ...the air was heavy, a weight on my chest. Maybe if she was alive, maybe if he was quiet, this beautiful home might have been, It might have been pleasant. " --- Asher's a normal kid. He's been normal for the majority of his life. . . at least to him. To him, the world is flipped, his sense of normalcy is everything but normal. Maybe it's because of his personality, maybe it's because of what happens at the roots of his home. Or maybe it's just his helpless self coming up with reasons to keep living, even if there are none. --- !!Trigger warning!! ; This is your warning to this book. There are sensitive topics that might trigger or offend people. If you choose to ignore this warning, it is not in my hands to handle you.
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