You know that thing that eats away at you but you know you can’t tell a single soul? We all have those secrets. We have small secrets, like you knowing who likes your best friend. But we also have the big secrets, like a shadow that follows us around, but when we look, it's gone. Some people have their secret keepers. But my secret is the type you don’t talk about. You might write about it, but if you do there's a chance the writing can be found. I will take the chance of the writing being found over trusting someone with a secret like this…
Here's a little backstory...My parents are the curious type. They build these weird things like time machines. No one knows what they really do except for them.
Here's a little backstory...My parents are the curious type. They build these weird things like time machines. No one knows what they really do except for them.