RE.SUS.CI.TATE
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Curt Drake Evans.
An orphan.
Adopted by a perfect couple or that's what they say when he was 11.
No memories of his first ten years of existence.
But not until he had this strange dream.
A dream that is frightening for him and weird.
It feels real!
A.N.:
Under construction (editing) and completion.
Sorry for the slow progress. I really wanted this to be good enough.
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P.S. I'm not a descriptive kind of writer so I tell you now, I'm sorry. And please comment "boring" if it is. Really helps.
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