Little Did I Know

Little Did I Know

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The empty hallow abyss shrouded me in complete darkness. I tried to scream but no sound was heard. The thick black blanket surrounding me was the least of my worries. I felt it, all around me. No, not the darkness, the evil... The Malice that tainted this place. I reached out but I began falling, plunging into something I couldn't even look at. I was alone, nothing more and nothing less. Avery Price is anything but normal. Follow her story, where she fights endless battles to find her true self. What Do You Do When Life isn't what you expect it to be? When your life is full of never ending battles with demons, and the source of all evil? How do you manage to keep an actual normal life on the side as well. Although darkness may reign. It only takes one small light to overcome the dark.
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It started when the rain fell. As it hit the windows rhythmically, I fought my sleep. Fighting off the demons in my dreams. I hadn't realized how real that dream became. Waking up to terrified screaming. My heart racing, the lighting striking and my family begging for their lives. I claimed myself as a coward that very same night. I hated myself. My depression became the best of me. What's worst then your family being slaughtered? Hiding in the closet from the killers. I should've helped, I should've been there for them. The pain between my chest and stomach was growing guilt. So I started thinking smart. Looking at everyone differently. I decided to reopen their cold cases. And when I found the truth it hit me deep.

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