The Masquerade Mother

The Masquerade Mother

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Horror
/ˌmaskəˈrād/ mas·quer·ade a false show or pretense. Bryan Wilson a typical 15 year old boy who have a perfect life..a life with great friends..good grades..and a great "mother".... ... . But what if his perfect life was all a lie what if he figure something dark from someone who is living with him all his life. Will he figure what the hell is going on. ... Or will he and his best friend Jene Green a troublesome kid will regret making the decision they choose during their "mission". Stared: 2-11-22 Ended:???
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Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world. I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom. I don't want this, I don't want this life. This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that. I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important. Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free.. But can I ever truly be?

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