Foreign : Faith Or Fear

Foreign : Faith Or Fear

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🌼 Foreign explores the lives of certain youths and adults alike whose childhood were mostly battered which turns them into broken adults, difficult to be healed, mended or stitched. Sharon Wilson finds it hard to really belong anywhere, not in her past, her present or her future that regardless of her family's wealth, still seems bleak to her. Emma Alexander is hooked trying to fit into a new life, seeking a balance between what exactly is good and what she's always known as bad. When life tosses you around like a toy, you know you are in for some drama, considering you're really not a toy. Sometimes, life just loves to play its games. Can anyone find a source of perfect healing in this unfair world? Some live perfectly. But is there really perfection anywhere? Author's Note: Dear reader, This is a spin off my previous book: "Scandal of Grace". Also, it can be read alone. It is more of Sharon's story. Please, enjoy the ride. Your comments are welcome anytime. ❤❤❤
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The things I knew that were once unethical, were bound to be saintly. The dreams I dreamt once upon a time, seemed to be an epitome of nightmares. The heart I thought I stole long ago, always belonged to someone else. The crimes I have committed all my life, became a handful of lessons that I ought to learn. The world I looked up to once, became a mortal enemy of mine. The family I thought would disown me, fought my battles for me. The life I never imagined I'd live, sadly it became a life I'd rather live than die. Lastly, the guilt I carried in me for the each and every second of my living, was a poison spreading and gradually banishing everything around me. Clearly, I was bounded by the past! Never have I imagined for the galaxy of guilt in me to steadily transform into a matter of great; Love. No, it wasn't for my dead sister, or for the woman I once claimed to love, or for my money-grubbing father, or even for the woman who was destined for me. Majestically, it was for Someone who I never ever thought it would be for; My Maker. Well, it's mind-blowing how the ugliest of matters bring out the most beautiful of articles! -Guilt is a gift from Allah, warning you that what you are doing is violating your soul.- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Started: 22/12/2017, 7:15 pm. [All Rights Reserved, froward 2017]

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