What Lies In The Attic
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MatureOngoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Mar 19, 2016
I'm Rose Black , I"m seventeen. My mom; Stacy Black, mysteriously died three and a half years ago and My father; David Black, started to drink all the time. One night he crossed the line with Me and so I moved in with my boyfriend Dean Knight. That"s when i started thinking, why did he do that to me? why did he never talk about mom? why did he constantly seem like he was guilty of something? and most of all ,Did he know how my mom actually died?
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