Anastasia

Anastasia

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Anastasia was just nine years old when she went through a traumatic experience, it was unlike one that any other girl her age had been through. Her parents were brutally murdered and she had to live with her grandparents. The criminal was still roaming the streets after never being caught. Until one day the puzzle is completed. Read on to find out what happened after the death of her parents, who really murdered Anastasia's parents and why her diary was a key piece of the puzzle. This story is a mixture of mystery/ murder. I hope you enjoy it.
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After Margaret "Maggie" and her mother were able to escape their abusive husband/father, Liam, they move into a small home miles away. After months of peace from Liam, a strange man visits Maggie and claims he is her biological father. Maggie, excited to have a father again believes him and begins hanging out with him. One day her mother finds out about the strange man visiting her daughter and is worried about her safety. She tries everything to get rid of him, using the police; the people in charge of keeping the citizens safe. But after receiving a strange text, she enlists help of a private institution. The man keeps visiting Maggie over the years. And when Margaret turns sixteen their father gives them a gift that will change their life for the better. Chp. 4 Preview: She was able to see what the paper had on it immediately after taking it from the shelf, and it made her heart immediately drop. Her blood sugar fell, and her face became pale, feeling dizzy. Her heart began racing as she saw me staring at her. The drawing she just found was a realistic depiction of myself smiling at the person who saw it. Unlike myself, who felt joy and inspiration from seeing father draw me this, mother was scared witless. Her legs became jelly, her body was paralyzed. All she could do was stare at the drawing, knowing that no one could have drawn this except an adult. And she knew I did not talk to any adults- or did I? Now she couldn't be too sure. This picture was from someone who knew how I looked, even getting the dimples on my cheeks and small birthmark on the side of my neck. It was someone that had to know me very well.

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