Four Dimensional Hallways

Four Dimensional Hallways

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Nov 27, 2017
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Gravity Falls
The doors shut every night. Boom. Click. Lock. I was alone, I was always alone. Ever since that day my sister put me in this place. She said, "you need help. You will get it here" and then they took me away from her. My life has become a pile of pills, needles, medicine and eyes. Watching me, always watching. They put me here because I was crazy, but staring at the same walls and hallways all day is whats going to drive me there. And, for some reason, I could remember 1 letter back.
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If his sixteen years experience has taught Mikey Alston only one thing, it's this: Life is too damn cruel to face alone... The ice took our car off the road. The tree wrecked it. Tate and I didn't make it out unscathed. My parents didn't make it out alive... I was eleven, and that's the day my whole world was ripped away from me. My brother, David, was twenty-one. All the family I had left, I needed him. He didn't need me. David sent me away. Packed me off far across the country from my hometown in Devon - from Tate and everything I'd ever known, to live with grandparents I'd never known. Six years is a long time. But now I'm back. (Not through choice. Not mine, anyway). And Tate's still here. Only... he's not the boy I left behind. He won't speak to me. Won't speak to anyone. The one upshot of my return to a life I no longer fit and he's letting me down spectacularly. Well, Tate, here's the thing: I'm not giving up on you. I'm not everybody else. You can't shut me out. You need me - we need each other. And we will be friends again. Best friends. I'm decided. It's decided.

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