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All the Little Somethings
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Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2013
Nothing, or something? What if everything you knew was nothing compared to all the new somethings that were rising from beneath the shadows. Nevaeh, a girl with a normal life, had no somethings to worry about. After being abducted, she had started to realize everything she new about herself, was really nothing compared to the things that she is discovering. Starting with the strange things she could do, to all the people that seem to follow her, The ones with blank faces. They seem to need her for something, but no one will tell her what. All they do is tell her to stay away from them, no matter what they say. But something is drawing her to them, the voices, the whispers, and the little notes she has been finding.

Will she be able to take in the great responsibility that is being put on her shoulders? Can Nevaeh separate her feelings from hate to love? 


But the real question is, will she be able to handle it or even accept it, or will it/they kill her?

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