The Bridge of Insanity

The Bridge of Insanity

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Sage's favourite story was always told by his Mommy...never his mother. He hated his mother since childhood due to the child abuse that occurred in their household. But one night a lady, Catherine Stephan found him at the local playground at the verge of death. She took him into her hospitality as her own when he was 6 years of age. But Catherine noticed Sage acting strange when he started to become attached to her, calling her Mommy. She soon finds out what is on his mind, under a once sweet little boy. --- "A-a happy family! Just Mommy...Sebastian...and ME right?!" ---
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A baby girl is born in the year of 1995. She had a loving childhood and a loving family, what could go wrong? An individual's life is hard and unpredictable, but could it be really bad to the extent of affecting an entire country? How bad is really bad, and how much trauma can a human take before they break? What does a 'broken human' entail? From the ordinary to the outrageous, read on to find out. "She heard gunshots, she heard the guards yelling at her to stop, but she continued running. She ran and ran, probably the fastest she had ever ran in her entire life. She dashed into the room and quickly scanned it for a place to hide. So many...wait, what is this, a morgue? A flurry of footsteps and voices dashed through the doors. She turned around. There was no where to hide. They've seen her. They saw her already. Backing up against the wall, facing them, she prepared for the worst." Cover by dashinvaine

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