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Secrets, Lies, & Family Ties


I followed the sound through the dark hallway. Doors, there were so many doors. I didn't know which one led me to what I was so desperate for. I could hear it, the sound that was leading me through the maze of dark hallways with door after door of absolutely nothing. The fear gripped my chest as I opened each one of them searching for whoever was calling to me. The voice cut through me like a knife, searing my skin like fire all the way into my bones. It was frightened. Sad. Pitiful. I flung open the final door and found what I was searching for. A boy sat lone in the corner of the empty room, his face buried in his hands. As I approached him his head lifted slowly I came face to face with… myself?

A/N: Keep going :)