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Have you ever wondered if the stories you were told as a child were really true. If so were they made just to scared you into being good little boys and girl. If not how could the world live with it. Deep down I think we all know their true .It's just weather or not we choose to believe the big bad wolf ate red ridding hood. That Bella could actually fall for Edward and that Jacob could morph into a wolf. People choose what they want to believe. We choose to believe that the sounds in the night are just squeaky floors or trees outside our windows. Humans fear what is different. That fear is the force behind all fear. Most of us don't want to believe that the stories are true. Or just refuse to believe they are. Emory Lucas isn't most humans. He knows that the big bad wolf did eat red riding hood, and your worst dreams do go bump in the night. Emory is one of those dreams. Deep in the valley of Kayden Hill's California is were all the stories are true. The dreams become reality.
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