'Twas The Day You Died

'Twas The Day You Died

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Most certainly, I can remember the days when I’d just sit tight; when they all thought less of me. I’ll show them now . . . the killer deep within. After all, I’ve murdered my own father. . . . Surely, that hasn’t satisfied me at all. This is the story of Brianna Welsay’s life. Enjoy.
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[COMPLETED] "If you let me leave now, I won't tell anyone what you did sir..." I grumbled, and he smirked a little, as if it was a hilarious joke. "Like I said, you aren't leaving Caroline..." Caroline was once a perfectly happy child, she had a home, food, warmth. She had a father, a brother, and a wonderful mother... but her mom died in a crash. She and her brother had to leave their father who couldn't handle his anger and his grief. As runaways, she and her brother, Dustin, are cold, hungry, and only have each other to face the merciless cruelties of the world. Alone she was followed by a man that was helpful, and kind. But just when she thought she could trust him, he took off the mask of a normal man, and hurt her in ways unimaginable. Trapped, she was forced into waiting out her time thinking of the world, her mom, and her life. She had to do something hard, she had to make a choice. She could stay and be hurt and trapped, but fed and warm, or leave and be cold and hungry, but free...

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