Loving Miss Mute ||SOON|| R18

Loving Miss Mute ||SOON|| R18

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In the world of lies, dirty, difficult, chaotic, and incomprehensible but though she tried to live, even it was only a very flimsy thread that was clinging to his soul. Cling to her until the end. A name given to her will lead to a life that will destroy her personality. She can't bear the thought of thanking to have it, because it's not pleasant anymore. She only dreamed that she would eat in one day, bathe in one week, sleep six hours in one night, while the life she found now was more than a torture she experienced before. "Who are you?" She can't answer that damn question because she's mute. It's a simple question but she can't answer it. "She's mute" "Hhm" she's trying to talked but it can worsening the voice tone that she let it out. That is her, it's her. A little woman and a little Miss Mute. And if it's day are come there will be loving the Mute like her. Copyright©2023 by AnehvEel No parts of this story may be copied produced, or distributed without the Authors permission.
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I once had faith in life, when everything was alright Dreams that were so big, now they do not exist I question my self, with grief within, I won't see who I should of been For the person I am is not truly me, I question my identity Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive Her helpless mind, lost some time. Her heart completed, soon depleted Her dreams were strong, where did she go wrong? Who are they, why do they lie How could it not eat them alive I don't know him or her, it's become such a blur The truth will come, they no need to hide For I can see the truth in their lies A choice will be offered Life or death How could I chose, I don't understand just yet Both ways are right, they both put up a fight One is bad, but wears a mask A mask of peace, but lies they hide To make a choice, in so little time Join me for my battle for it is time Demetria is a small town girl. She has the perfect life, perfect family, and perfect husband, or so it seems. She had achieved her goals in life, landing the job she always wanted. The home that she always dreamed of, built just for her. It seemed everything was always lined up for her. But she is not perfect. There are faults that she had left in the past. Things she had long buried with imperfections. What will happen when those faults are actually not faults. Instead, they are apart of a better side of her self. Things begin to spiral out of control, perfection no longer existent. Will she be able to find her true reason for creation? Will she come to terms with the truth that everyone hides? When your left to question everything in life, including reality... Will you be able to cope, forgive, and understand. Or will you fall, give up without understanding? Demetria's story begins here. But first, let me take you back, before I take you forward. Her story begins some thousands of years ago. In the heavens where the gods them selves live.

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