To think anything good would ever happen to me was just a dream. I had a dark past that haunted every bone in my body. It made me want to hide. So I did.
My name is Blake. I am 17 years old but I would hide from the rest of the world like a 3 year old would when he was afraid of something. It was finally my last year in the foster home and in high school, then I was free. But then, she walked into my life. My world was flipped right before my eyes. She saw me for the real me. Behind the mental wall. She saw me behind the mask.
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Behind The Mask
Teen FictionTo think anything good would ever happen to me was just a dream. I had a dark past that haunted every bone in my body. It made me want to hide. So I did. My name is Blake. I am 17 years old but I would hide from the rest of the world like a 3 year...
