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_Drowning_In_Tears_

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_Drowning_In_Tears_

adventure dreams fantasy romance shadows supernatural

They believed I was crazy, never listened to a word I said. 

Strangely, I began believing that I was crazy too, with the voices in my head, cloaked figures in my dreams and shadows around every corner, I didn't even feel safe in my own house. 

I thought it was all hallucinations until it was all explained. 

Explained after 16 years of paranoia and pain. The pain of being judged, abandoned and alone; I was finally free.

Released from the torture of my own mind, this is my journey with the Cloaked Ones.All Rights Reserved

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This was a dream. Or, was it?