Digging Through The Grave Of April Showers

Digging Through The Grave Of April Showers

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 18, 2015
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Fiction
Mystery
"April showers bring May flowers. They also bring death. I tried to explain this to Mama several times, but she never truly understood. No one ever does... One day they shall." May has been struggling after the recent death of her father and has been told to document her thoughts in an attempt to help. Yet the voices in her head are refusing to leave and they're slowly driving her insane... And they have convinced her to perform awful acts which proceed to get worse. The people who once loved her have all changed and now May has given up on the battle inside her head- Will she ever win back control?
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"Tell me about your daughter, Ms. Light." "Her name was Desederia April Light. Of course, she made everyone call her Daya for sake of causality, but she nonetheless was an amazing girl. She had bright amber eyes, gorgeous curly hair, and she aspired to be a firefighter because she loved helping people. She wanted to save lives. Her favorite color was orange because she claimed that it was under appreciated, and she adored Autumn because of the vibrancy. She was obsessed with sunflowers, too. She was just a normal girl, just a normal kid." "So then what happened?" "I..don't know. Things just changed one day. She grew paranoid and quiet, her grades dropped, and she'd beg us to stay home. I'd just tell her to grow up, but I should've listened." "But you really don't have an idea of why?" "I wish that I did. I wish I knew then what I know now, and I wish I took the matter more seriously when she tried to tell me." "So, Ms Light, tell me, do you think we'll find her?" "I don't know. But I know my Daya, and I know how smart she is. She might get to us before we get to her." ~ This is an unedited sample. The full, edited version is available on my Amazon Kindle (link in bio). Thank you for reading! Rankings- #53 in eerie #330 in psycho-thriller #650 in nature

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