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A Boy Made of Shadows [ON HOLD INDEFINITELY]
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Last published Thu, Jan 21, 2021
Charlie, a young boy, is being devoured by sickly hallucinations and is ridiculed by his peers. Will he make it out of life unscathed, or, will he succumb to the dark and sinister hallucinations that seem to be controlling him?
This is the story of how a young boy plagued by hallucinations is lead to destruction by a 'A Boy Made of Shadows'. This is a work of fiction and I have no idea of how schizophrenia or other things work.
Please note that I do not update often.
(Co-written with Lian G starting in Chapter Four.)
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