When it's superficially loked at, Ivyborough seems to be an average Minnesota town. However, after a child disappeared this May, I noticed something strange. Little did I know, this was only the first step on a long road.
We have a secret. Some residents among us aren't human, but the creatures of a part of us that nobody understands.
My name is Abbie Jordan. At the age of six, I got abducted by a serial killer, but escaped, and I'm probably the only person lunatic enough to understand what's happening in Ivyborough.
[[This is the translation of a story I originally wrote in Hungarian, and also the first time I'm publishing anything in English (if those terrible fanfics at the age of 13 don't count) so yaay!! I'm trying my best, but of course, I'm not a native speaker, so if you would like to beta me, pls drop a PM!!]]
Elliot's partner was his whole world, but after Allan's death, his ghost haunts Elliot's dreams. Everyone tells Elliot to move on, but he isn't sure he can.
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It's been a year since the love of Elliot's life, Allan, passed away. Everyone thinks he should have recovered after that much time, but Allan still haunts Elliot every night. He struggles to maintain relationships with his family, and despite a coworkers interest he can't summon up the courage to date. Elliot is living for the past, because to live for the present means he'll have to live with a hole in his heart. But the question Elliot has to face chases him through his monotonous days: is mourning Allan with everything he has truly living?
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