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one dark night

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What is one dark night

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SCARS TO HEAL

(Voiceover) People say that time heals all wounds, but I do not agree. what if the wounds don't heal properly? Like when cuts leave behind nasty scars or when broken bones mend together but aren't as smooth anymore. Does it mean they have healed? What if the scars you can't see are the hardest to heal? Amyra is known as the badass, classy, eloquent, and hard-working woman in Victoria's Secret. She's cold-hearted but knows how to deliver her work well. No projects go in her hand that don't make massive sales. No one dares step up to her. Men feel intimidated by her. She's a go-getter but who could have thought that was the illusion she wanted people to perceive about her. Who could have thought the strong woman was just a facade to cover up that traumatic past of her. There's only one thing that can bring her down and that's her traumatic past which she tries so hard to hide from everyone. No one wants to believe they are weak, but we all have weakness inside of us and that's the case of Amyra. Despite how she tries to heal from that past, she just couldn't forget the scars on her body that refused to heal until a mysterious secretary came into her life. In her quest to know who the mysterious secretary is, she unconsciously keeps unveiling herself to him. Who is this mysterious secretary? Is he a spy to bring her down? What does he want? How can two broken people heal each other without one taking the biggest blow? Do scars ever heal completely? Find out in this Suspense thrilled Book.

Ewatomi_Abiodun · แฟนตาซี
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After-Life

Death. To all of those whomst I've met over the course of my short life, it was a somber word. A word signifying the end of something sweet, something joyful. I believe-- no I know, there are worse things than death. Loneliness. Fear. Regret. Guilt. Betrayal. We make death out to be such a dark thing yet why does it feel so freeing? I've always seen birds used in literature to represent deaths, and now I can finally, truly understand why. Dying feels as if you've taken flight and have whisked away all that once burdened you. And I have never felt better. Perhaps my family still remains down in the mundane world, cursing my name, yet all their words do is add wind under my wings. Luckily I am no longer a part of that world, now my only worry is where to fly next. Perhaps to the ocean to enjoy a nice sea breeze? I feel the sun shining on my face- Shit. Why is it so damn bright? Did the curtains open while I was asleep? Ah. It was a dream. Perhaps a better word is "a memory yet to happen"? My seventeenth birthday to be exact. The day I was finally free, the day I watched myself get impaled on my Father's arrow and bleed out on the forest floor. Though, I don't have much time nor energy to care for that too much, especially seeing as that day is 9 years from now. Why must the God of Life curse me to live again? I am sure there are plenty out there with unfulfilled wishes who would looove a second chance at life. I was plenty happy being dead. Trigger warnings for: Physical and mental abuse, violence, death, suicide mentions, and suicidal ideation.

hawkrhys · แฟนตาซี
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