Forgotten Memories

Forgotten Memories

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* Stephen Edwards is a 22 year old with a dark childhood. A childhood he can't remember. That is until he finds a mysterious box in his mothers attic. Soon he is face to face with the chilling truth, truth so terrifying he starts to wish he never found that box. But once you dig something that horrible up its going to take more then just digging another hole to hide it. *This story may contain some words or situations not for the eyes of the young hearted.*This is my second story on Wattpad and I truly hope each and everyone of you who stumbled onto it love reading it just as much as I love writing it. I promise you I will not disappoint and will leave your butts hanging on the ends of your seats, in shock and fear. So enjoy watpadders I hope you like!! :) copyright ® 2015
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#1 Mystery | #1 Thriller | #1 Young Adult Have you ever known someone more than you know yourself? Known them so inside out that you could finish their sentences and know what they're thinking, just with a glance? That was Casey and I. We were the ultimate best friends. We knew more than we should about each other. I was hopelessly and undeniably in love with him. I still remember the day perfectly. I wish I could say there was something to hint that it was coming. There was nothing. I thought I knew everything about him. Apparently not. He killed himself and a part of me died along with him. He was dead, and so was I. Or, so I thought. ** Cover by Reachingformorex ** © 2017 by LaurenJ22. All rights reserved.

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