Where The Shadows Rise

Where The Shadows Rise

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Mystery
{Highest Ranking: #31 in Terror} ---------------------------------------------------------- Shade traumatized about her past moves to a new town, not knowing that many secrets are hidden. Will see be able to look past them, or find their meaning. Will she overcome her fear. Or will everything happen again. ---------------------------------------------------------- Cover Made By : @CottonC12
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All Rights Reserved under the copyright act of 1976. ••NOTE•• This is a book, written with help from my dear best friend @-Icorruptcats This book, is a mix of vampire, horror, fantasy, adventure, comedy, mystery-thriller- Highest rank: #5 out of the one and only horror category. Other ranks: #8 03/05/16. #12, 02/05/16. ••• "We have to be our own heroes, because everyone else is too fucking busy running away." T.P.S. 2015. We want to cry, but we can't. We want to scream, but no. We're not allowed to, this pain.. It's eating us from the inside out. Our story, dear god. We want to survive and tell our story.. My sister.. She's crying her brains out because of the pain 'mommy' and 'daddy' inflict on us.. And I, I just scream... Because I can't do anything but watch her get beaten up.. I hate myself.. Why? I don't know.. I just do.. Her laughter, when she hits us.. Her smile.. When she's just about to do something to us.. Her, she just loves... To torture us.. Make our lives hell.. Can someone hear us? I wonder.. Do they care? Do they care, one little bit? About us? Or are we here.. Just for their entertainment.. Are we.. Are we just some sort of dolls for them to grab, break and shatter us? Please.. Someone.. ...We need someone to talk to... ••NOTE•• This work is copyrighted, no part of this story reproduced in any form of media without the authors explicit permission doing so will subject you to legal action under international copyright laws. Copyrighted at copyrighted.com

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