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Beyond the Lamppost

Beyond the Lamppost

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[COMPLETED] NEW PLACE. In my two weeks stay here in Greenwoods, I often received different kinds of looks from the villagers. Looks that doesn't show any welcome or gratitude but rather judgment. For a whole week, I only stayed inside the two-story log cabin surrounded by trees. It was owned by Uncle Fred, my mother's brother, whom I only met after the accident. A matter I was curious about because my mother never told me that she has a brother. NEW WORLD. "Where am I? Answer me!" "In Ziommerah, the End Portal." "The what?! Tell me this is still Greenwoods! Tell me we're just inside the goddamn old train station! Please, tell me." Tears started pooling in my eyes and some are falling endlessly as I am grabbing the man's sleeves. NEW CHALLENGES. "What do you mean? Do I need to know something?" I sat up and faced him. He's a mess as I am. He suddenly wiped away his tears, smiled before facing his back on me. "I'm sorry, Veri. I can't tell you now. But there's one thing I can tell you. I found your mother." My mother, really? I felt joy throughout my system. Witness how Natalie Lewis ventured out to the whole new world beyond the lamppost.
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The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

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