Me, Myself, and I
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Last published Wed, Jun 10, 2015
Gracie Styles was just a normal girl. She'd always had this imaginary friend named Delilah, but they thought she was long gone. Until she turned twelve. Her cousin Harry was hauled off to the Crazy House and dark thoughts clouded her mind. soon they became so dark she needed a whole other mind to hold all the dark thoughts. That's when Delilah started to seem real. Gracie shoved all of her bad thoughts to Delilah and began to think she had an evil twin sister. But that was just her Multiple Personality Disorder she'd never been told about taking a turn for the worse. How will she survive in a mental institution only half of her belongs in?
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Ten years Delilah had lived within the walls of The Protectorate, a school of sorts for young female's such as her. 'Gifted' they had been called. But what was a gift for some, was torture for Delilah, feeling trapped within this island prison, not even knowing what the 'gift' was! None of them knew! Not yet anyhow! It was a great change in your life, and when it happened, you would know. Until then, there were rules to follow, classes to attend. Leaving the massive estate unattended and for no good reason, was forbidden. Being out after dark, was forbidden. Males, were forbidden. Even talking to one without having been told to do so, was forbidden. But why? Soon enough the 'secrets' start seeping through the woodwork as a danger arrives to the island and Delilah's world takes on a few new layers of madness. With nothing but her journal, in which she can transfer the chaos from her thoughts to the paper, Delilah tries to make sense of it all.
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