Hidden in the Shadows
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Last published Thu, Oct 8, 2015
My story is not for the meek minded, for it's a story of the darkness that lives within. This story isn't something to take lightly, because it can happen to anyone at any time. Sometimes I believe that everything will get better, that I'm only just going through this so that I'll be stronger. Now I know that this is my life and nothing is ever going to change. It all starts when I was little, my parents didn't want anything to do with me, they didn't want a weak little runt to slow them down. So I was given to the healer of one of the packs that they was traveling through, handed off more like it. The pack is called The Night Watchers. Spooky huh? I didn't know what it all meant, unless not until a few days ago. I grew up believing that the healer was my dad and that the people we lived with was part of a cult or something. They didn't tell me the truth about packs and my family, because I didn't pass the tests that basically prove if you will be one of them. Boy did I show them how wrong they really where.
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