Secrets of the Tides
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Última publicación dom, nov 18, 2012
"What are you truly afraid of Emily?" the pastor asked Emily, his kind eyes shining.
Thoughts overwhelmed her; there were so many answers for this question. Emily was afraid of many things; Spiders, heights, dark alley ways, and water. Yes, water. The near thought of being in it terrified her. She wasn't afraid of drowning, or the scary depths of it. She was afraid of the dark memories of that night attacking her. That's what she was afraid of; the past, the memories. That's what she was truly afraid of, and it killed her. This fear has kept her captive for a year. Who could she tell? Who could she tell her story to? Yes, she knew she had to let everything out. And Bryan was the right person, she was finally ready.
"I fear water. Not the water itself, I'm afraid of what is has over me." I inhaled in a shaky breath. "Let me tell you my story."
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