The African trinkets
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The Tate estate holds many family secrets, some more unspeakable than others, but all is veiled for the sake of propriety such is the requirement for such prudent times. Follow the stories of a handful of youths in, both black and white, shackled and free as they experience life in the small confines of their society. *Wow, that was a pretty cheesy little blurb but please give it a chance, feel free to comment*
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Alright, so I wrote this a few years ago and I decided to give it a read over and I am thoroughly disturbed by what I have written. I feel like it needs trigger warnings but even then I feel uncomfortable with the way I have glorified domestic abuse, depression and slave rape. I just wanted to inform whoever has been unfortunate enough to read this that I will be taking it down soon. I think I had good intentions but I was just in a bad space when I was writing this and it is not a good reflection of me at all. I apologize if this story has upset anyone.
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