27. Gerard

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26. who to trust

If you like the story, consider donating at sashanebraska.com or subscribe to the patreon at patreon.com/SashaNebraska   Becca sat on her bed, candle light filled the room. Aunt Jo’s large book sat in front of her. She couldn’t help but have a slight amount of fear inside the recesses of her thoughts. One of the…

25. what is going on?

Check out the patreon at patreon.com/SashaNebraska - a new video was added today! The quiz can be found at sashanebaska.com Becca turned around and watched as Andrew stepped out of the car, carrying a manilla envelope. “What are you doing here?” she asked quietly as he walked by her through the doorway. “Here’s the papers…

24. everything is out of control

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17. a spell that breaks the order of things

patreon.com/SashaNebraska - for videos and clues sashanebraska.com - for game The clock on the wall said 1:30am. Becca and Jenny sat on the earth floor of the green room. It had still had a look of disarray after the whirlwind that had spun things out of control the first time. Becca had taken the time…

Look up

On the one side, drama batters into me with all the rights and wrongs of judgements thrown from lazy subscribers to the rule book of life. I have to fight that internal turmoil because in reality, it was raised into me. I'm sure others were spoon fed the same. It's an easy life to say,…

Pretend

The bells ring. They scream inside my brain signaling another day of passive existence. I try to take another step forward. I look to my left where you used to lie. I remember the loneliness that sat on me like a blanked filled with a heavy fog. I knew so little. I had only you.…

slow bleed

I wish I could say it doesn't hurt anymore. But when you all hover in the kitchen, I can't help but wonder if my name isn't falling off your lips yet again. A break up would be easy if we didn't share the same blood. I am forced to pretend the smiles and laughter come from…