Silent Fear

Silent Fear

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Romance
Evelyn Brooklyn had suffered from insomnia since childhood, haunted by a deep fear of the dark and even the shadows in her room. This fear kept her awake late into the night, always with the lights on. Her worried parents tried everything, including taking her to therapy. The therapist dismissed it as a mere habit and advised them to help her adjust by gradually turning off the lights at bedtime. But instead of getting better, things only got worse.
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This novella is available for sale on Amazon. To keep it forever, go buy it now! It's only 99 cents, and there is bonus material at the back you won't get on here. Abigail had a secret. I knew it soon after meeting her. She was different than other girls, and not just because she actually showed some interest in me. She was really different. I loved it. I loved her. But Abigail had a secret. Damian told me so, the first time I met him. I wasn't sure whether to believe him or not. He wasn't trustworthy. He wasn't nice. He was a terrifying figure, the embodiment of fear. But he was right. She had a secret. I'm sorry I keep repeating it. It's still hard to believe. How could somebody so gentle, nice, and loving be so... scary? That's the only word I knew to describe her after it all ended. Everything about her being was scary. Abigail was my life, I told myself. She was my everything. She left me with nothing. If she was my life, does that make this suicide? Email the author at davidkummer7@gmail.com **To see an interview about this novella, go here: http://buttonholed.blogspot.com/p/blog-page_14.html **

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