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The Weight of Lies
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He thought it was just the wind in the attic... But some storms... start inside your own home. A rainy night. A quiet British town. Daniel lay awake... listening. Creaks. Footsteps. Above his room. Everyone else asleep. Still... the footsteps did not stop. Heart pounding... he climbed the attic ladder. Cold air. Silence. In the corner... a candle burned. Burning... without a match. Beside it, a note: “The weight of truth... is heavy. The cost of lies... heavier.” The shadows twisted. Faces appeared. His father — counting money. His mother — sighing. And him... stealing from a wallet. His stomach
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art, surreal
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Emma
Mark
Mateo
