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Mirage
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"Anne." "You are Dead." "I am not. I am with you." "No you are just an Illusion." "I am your only reality. I am your Dark side." "No.." "I am" "No..." White forehead was wet with sweat. There was a fear in her brown eyes. Fear of Unknown. Mirage is a story of a 22 year old girl named Anne Clarke suffering from schizophrenia from an age of 14. This all happened after her mother's accidental death. It was an accident for people but Anne knew her Mother had been killed by her father Stephen Clarke to remarry his Ex-wife. Anne's Stepmother Elizabeth Clarke was a very cruel woman. She left her father because of a business crisis. Anne's mother Sarah Henderson was the only daughter of the most richest Person of the city. She fell in love with his father at first sight. Despite knowing he has been divorced, is going through from a business crisis, a lot of age difference and also her father dont like that man she still loved him with all her heart and decided to marry him. Anne's father agreed. Who lets a golden bird go. At the time of Marraige Sarah was only 21 years old and Stephen was 34 years. After Marrying her mother. He inherited all her grandfather's business. But, his father never loved his mother in all the 16 years of their marraige. He always loved his Ex-wife. He also had a daughter from his Ex-wife named Elena Clarke. Elena was 4 years older than Anne. Elizabeth never liked Anne but because of her father and Anne's share in business she never hurted her. Anne was a very possessive and stubborn child from the beginning. She never liked the gatherings. She was a very lonely and introvert child. She barely talk. She didn't had any friends. Her mother was her only friend. After her she becomes more alone. In this story you will go through different shades of Anne Clarke. Some are good and pleasant. Some are frightening like hell. I hope that you all will like this story.
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