The Trees Cannot Sleep At Night

The Trees Cannot Sleep At Night

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An collection of excerpts that are the building blocks for our story: EXCERPT ONE: The Slient Boy Waking up in a mysterious and unknown location, he must discover the depth of his dealings. But time is not on his side, and something is on it's way for him, something that could change everything... EXCERPT TWO: Whatever It Takes Sean Anderson is losing his mind. No one knows when or how; but he is. And it's up to Nathan Lyra to find out. But chaos is on its way, and he will have to cross lines to which may never return... EXCERPT THREE: Dreams of Blank There is a possibility that I have an amazing life; that my family is great and everyone I love is happy and close to me. There is also a possibility that I have a life worse than I can imagine. I have no one and I am alone. There is a chance that neither of these situations are true, and I have a decent, normal life. All I have to do is remember. EXCERPT FOUR: Run and Hide I don't know why I'm here. Yes, people call "troubled", but so is everyone else here. I just know how to control it. Unlike her.
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They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job. But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me. I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back. Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him. All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.

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