The Forgotten
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"Darkness, no not Darkness Blackness. Blackness is what I would describe it as, for there was no form no light or absence of it. There was no noise or cosmic divine entity that gave me life, I just was."
Emir is a lonely man he doesn't have friends or family. He's not good at communication and to make matters worse he suffers from a trauma that has left him shattered and broken. One day he decides that he's bored with the routine and goes to see the psychiatrist, something he thought he would never do.
Let's see how it plays out
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