More Than Meets The Eye

More Than Meets The Eye

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Romance
Is there a protocol of how a person is supposed to act when they have amnesia? Especially when the very accident that caused it happened the night their parents were murdered? Ferrah Rhodes does not know the correct protocol and has accepted the fact that she is orphaned. With her grandparents support, she avoids falling into depression since the accident happened when she was only five. Now with her grandparents gone, 17 year old Ferrah goes back to where it all began but is the cost of finding out the hidden truth too high? Even when it comes with a cost of a mate?
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--Re-written-- When I was 8 we were playing hide and seek in the little park surrounded by bush down the street from my house. It was a large group of us. It was always fun down at the park, since our parents never really came and checked on us. Being twins, Taylor and myself had a bigger amount of freedom then the other kids in our grade, so all the parents trusted at if the Norm Twins were going to be somewhere, their kids would be safe, even though we were young. And that was always true. This particular time at the park we were playing hide and seek. It was one of our favorite games to play. Taylor, Rachel and Connor always had the best hiding spots. I loved counting. The suspense. So I was counting. We counted to 90 so everyone could get the optimal spots in the park. The deal was that we never went too far into the bush. The boulder was our guide. I counted to 90, like normal, and then started looking. There were always specific spots that people hid in, so they were my first points to check. Oddly, no one was in any of them. But to my 8 year old self that made the whole thing better. I started looking hard. But didn't find anyone. I started to call out, starting to get worried. But no one called back. --- Danielle Norm, a musician, dancer, and comitted school student, is just looking to get through school in one piece...

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