Molly's Gift

Molly's Gift

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"He was grumpy, she was lovely. He would bite, but she was kind. He didn't care, but she didn't fear. For on Christmas dayyyyyyy, she brought him cheer!" Short Nursery rhyme by Ajani Campbell. This is a book for not only the little ones, maybe a modern day fairytale for Christmas day. But it is for everyone. But, PLEASE, read it to your daughter, or read it to your son, read it to your children and let them enjoy the happiness of love. And it doesn't have to be read on Christmas day alone, but on any day. I mean GOD is love, and love is GOD. And of course everyone deserves love. However, as the AUTHOR of this book, no parts of this book should be published without my authorization and if anyone does this, it is indeed, punishable by LAW! So if anyone does this, please inform me. Copyright ©2019. All rights reserved. Note Well; This book is pure fiction and all names and locations are a pigment of my imagination.
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VERY MATURE CONTENT 18+ (TRIGGER WARNING!!). Little Lizzie was just five year's old when her mom passed away from cancer, now being raised by her father. They were a happy healthy household until one night a horrific storm changed their dynamic drastically. Lizzie had alway's been afraid of the noises that the storm's made outside her bedroom window so she would alway's hid in her, Daddies bed beside him to feel safe. But this one particular night was different. This one particular storm changed, little Lizzie's life forever no longer able to trust or depend on men because her, Daddy had changed in that one single night. I felt my, Daddies finger's creep down my arm as I laid beside him afraid of the scary monster's outside. He never used to touch me. He used to be my safe place. I felt his fingers slide under the hem of my Jammie's. "Daddy!". "Shhh, Peanut". "Be a good girl for, Daddy". "But I don't like how it feel's, Daddy". "Please don't hurt me". He doesn't answer, he never answers. Just continues with what he's doing as I lay there sobbing. Now at the age of eighteen how will, Lizzie navigate through life. Will she be able to deal with the whisper's and watchful eye of everyone around her, judging her?. Will she be able to find love after the torment she went through growing up?. Will she get past the nightmares?. Read to find out what happen's throughout her journey. (MATURE CONTENT) (18+) (TRIGGER WARNING)

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