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The Sunshine Man

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Reads 398
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Parts 23
Time 3h 15m

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Everyone talks to themselves on occasion, right? Sure, that's normal. The problem arises when another voice...not your own...begins telling you what to do. Or is the issue that you start listening to it? 
Does your child have an imaginary friend?

 Or is there something more sinister there?



*I don't usually classify my stories as "mature", but this one does include some darker subject matter than I generally deal with.

*I have finished this first draft and begun the edits.

This story is an attempt for me to write outside of my comfort zone and, so far, it has been quite a bit of fun. I hope that everyone enjoys it. Please feel free to comment and, of course, vote as you see fit. WYB?All Rights Reserved

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