The Dark Mother

The Dark Mother

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A teen named Katherine Tonks and her little sister Lucy are trying to cope with the divorce of their mother and not-so-kind father, but things get a little odd when Katherine starts being followed by a string of strange events, and a doll is given to her sister by a strange woman. But when her sister reveals that there is a monster control, things start to turn bad. Will Kate and her friend Meg be able to save Lucy? Or will the curse of the dark mother take it's course.
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Their friends call them, Nightmare and Crimson. Sisters they are, and no matter what they stick by each other's sides. Even the worst tragedies can't break these two apart, it just brings them closer because now all they have is each other. Their loves were ruined when their dad died. He was a career fire fighter and died when a house came down on top of him. they day John died in that fire, his second daughter, Crimson, was born. Nightmare, or as some know her, Night, was only a year old. Neither girls really knew their father, but once he died life turned dark. Once they were ten and eleven they moved a their mother, Katherine, made them slaves. Beatings happened, and never stopped until they realized they were followed. That's how they met the two they were destined with. But all too soon, it gets taken from them. No more happiness, love, or compassion. Just fuzzy, hazy memories of those who you used to love. Just little familiarities to those they loved.

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