HIDDEN SECRETS: Trapped in Oblivion
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Dernière publication mer., sept. 2, 2020
"HOW COULD YOU, MOM!" I screehed angrily at her for the eemptieth time, my voice throaty, spitting out the words 'mom' like venom on my tongue. I tried to confront her, but Peter's arm were draped around my body, restraining me from performing any vicious action.
"Its not my fault, okay!" She snapped back at me, her voice dripping with a sorrow-like frustration.
She sat with her knees on the floor, weeping in the pool of her own tears, her once gleaming expressionless silver-like eyes,now bloodshot, red.
I spun on my heels and strutted away, tearing off my sore eyes, not bearing to take in anymore of the scene before me.
....................................
"Yes, they're are," I say to him unsurely not knowing what he was driving at.
"Wow, that's surprising because you look nothing like them!"
Color drains from my face. My heart beat quickens thumping hard against my ribcage, I could not have noticed that we didn't have any resemblance. Does it mean that...? No way!
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What if there was someone who the world never knew existed, someone lurking in the deepest hidden shadows of the world, someone dark and lonely, hidden. That person is Dana Wilson.
She spent seventeen years of her life locked inside her house, being kept a secret, by her forlorn parents for a reason oblivious to her. They succeeded in keeping a significant secret away from her, away from the world, but it stutters until...
When her curiousity and need for freedom becomes ruthless, it will destroy anything, anyone who comes in her way. She finds out her parents deepest secrets, that had been undisclosed for years. It shocks her to her marrow, ties her life into knots. But why did they do it?
~Hidden Secrets
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