Secrets

Secrets

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"I do have secrets and I'm not a goody good princess trust me." I say with a tear rolling down my cheek. " You know Clare right?" "Duh" he says with a chuckle. " She's my daughter." I say with a sigh of relief being able to get all of this out really helps. " You know" he starts, " I'm actually a huge nerd" " No your not" I say laughing " Yeah, I know just wanted to say something that you dont know about me." You can search up his name and get everything from anywhere about Chris.
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"Go home Bloom and don't return to this place." "You don't own this place and you don't have the right to tell me where to go and where not to!" She shouted. She was annoyed at how mean he was toward her. "Get this straight Bloom, someone like you doesn't belong here, don't try coming here if you love your life. If the people here find out who you really are, you will be dead in a blink of an eye." "Why?" She asked. "Just stay away, don't ever come back. You have everything you need already." "You know nothing about me, you think I have everything?!" She yelled. "I don't care, go." He said emotionlessly and turned to leave. *** Bloom was the hidden daughter of the President who was kept in the White House and hidden from the outside world. Homeschooled and given everything she wanted, she never bothered about what life outside the walls of the White House would feel like. To her, her life was perfect and it was the safest place she could be. After her best friend persuaded her to sneak out of the White House for a glimpse of real life, the consequences were greater than she expected. She met someone mysterious, someone, who knew her more than herself. Someone who knew things about her she couldn't remember. She didn't know him but he knew her like the back of her palm. What happened to his sunflower? No one knew or maybe someone did.

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