Hidden Memories : Newt Fanfic

Hidden Memories : Newt Fanfic

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The Maze Runner
TW: This book contains references to depression, anxiety, self harm, suicidal thoughts, sexual abuse, please don't read it if you're not comfortable with it, I wrote about them to raise awareness and from my past. Also, there is a lot of dark humor in this book, please don't read if not comfortable :) • They hid their memories, their childhood, their friends and family. They stole everything from them, which they had to rebuild all over again off of nothing. Wicked was not good, it will never be good. Wicked was selfish. And selfish doesn't win. One tried saving their friends, the other tried saving their love. They were not the same - related or not.
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You were in Group B, with all the other girls, but that all changed when you got lost in the Maze, alone. For days you outran grievers and tried to make it back, but your supplies were scarce and you blacked out. When you woke up, you thought you were home in the Springs (Group B's Glade), but you noticed something. This place was different. It was warmer and the smelt strange, and the biggest difference, it was filled with boys. When you awoke you ran around in a panic, threatening anyone who came within twenty feet of you, until you saw him. Something in your memory loss faltered as you looked at the boy with sandy blonde hair and deep brown eyes. You remembered him from something. You knew that you and the boy were somehow connected. TW: depression, suicide, mild swearing

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