The truth behind the deceased
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The Truth Behind The Deseaced:
In warm sheets filled with tears and agony lies a teenage girl with nothing but a book in her hand , a novela named "Fearless soul".
A grey covered book with a name written in black marker , Johnna Smith.
18 year old Johnna lives with a workoholic of a father and a Deceased mother.
The investigators found her in an abandoned warehouse when Johnna was 9 years old.
Ever since Mrs.Smith's body was found , Mr.Smith started drowning himself in work.
Johnna never expected much attention from her father as the only words that came out of his mouth were , "Sorry honey daddy's working".
Johnna started planting her face in books.
She started writing down her feelings and turned it into stories.
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