Miss Misery

Miss Misery

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The story of a woman stuck inside an extramundane maze where each path takes her inside her own memories where she has to relive every little pieces of her life to escape and survive till the end as she is guided by death herself who narrates the story and helps her navigate through the land of moss & fern. As the memories begin to unfold...the mysteries of the maze start to unravel and the line between truth and lies start to blur. The memories, fantasies and twisted desires of a damaged soul reveal the mistakes, regrets and promises of the past. through three generations of her dysfunctional family...she embarks on a journey to define herself all over again as the forgotten memories help her realize who she is as she struggles to define her sexuality, her morals and the part she plays in the world. Will she be able to run against time as her life hangs in the balance or will the end of new beginnings lead to destruction? Find out in this heart-breaking story about love, loss and self discovery written by the combined talents of, 15 young and aspiring individuals... voicing their thoughts and ideas through this epic journey. **THE PROLOGUE AND FIRST TWO CHAPTERS OF THE BOOK ARE AVAILABLE NOW TO READ FOR FREE ONLY ON WATTPAD!!!** ***NEW CHAPTERS RELEASED WEEKLY***
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Moments; singular, siphoned, like grains of sand which fall restlessly, and build without limits...growing with increasing momentum, each step, beat, a steady staccato , marking down the minutes until the cold inevitability of the ...end ...death. Moments...it's all anyone has. Life is a false illusion. Death is cold reality. I am a Treader. I deal in the currency of death, and I know everything there is to know about it's cold worth. I am useful, never loved. I am used, never thanked. I am need, want, and lust....but never needed or wanted. I am never fulfilled. I am never to know human happiness. I have accepted my designed fate. Why then am I being tested now?? What will happen if I give in to the temptation I know will be my undoing? What will happen if I give in...and love? What will my failure bring...and may those above and below have mercy on all souls, for when the Treader of death falls for life... Worlds End. RH*Mature Content*Advisable only for 18 and over

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