13 YEARS: AGO AND LATER

13 YEARS: AGO AND LATER

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THE CRIME: Libby was kidnapped when she was 6 years old by a man she knew barely enough off. He was a parent who waved at her every morning--Kind Man. After days of being held in a room with 5 other children, the meal bringer--Kind Man, shockingly--lets her escape to call the police. But escapes before they could arrest him. On the day of Libby's kidnapping something also had happened to her father, cursing March 24th entierly. THE TOY AND REALITY: *(THE TOY) Her future was being mapped out between the toy she picked at the age of 1. That shouldn't be. Libby wanted to be a tattoo artist, but how was she to tell her mother that? Her mother, a woman with ambition and wanted to see her daughter in a judge's chair or wearing a scrub. *(THE REALITY) As if that wasn't enough, Libby saw her Kind Man. Triggering her childhood trauma. THE ROMANCE: Her parents gone away to meet with a Pastor to heal her father, Libby was left alone with her nightmare. The one who could hear her scream now was Loki. Libby had believed her feelings for him had stopped. Had it stopped, why was it so easy to egnite it back up? However, this time, she wasn't alone with the feeling. WARNING: MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERS.
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