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Labyrinth
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Hell never was a place only sinners could have entrance to. Hell didn't reside in a single entity. It resided in all living entities. It was humanity's torment, a malevolent desolation needed to expose the duality sinking deep beneath tendons and pulsing organs. Euphoria, that's what the damned bastards called it. "Just embrace your fears," they'll say, "You'll discover more than you know about yourself." It's just narration handed to them to produce as much profit as possible. They don't understand what it's like to experience true nightmares daily, they don't understand how our hell's are personalised to torture its owner. Some are small phobias, others may be a person's inner demons. This? This is mine.
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I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

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