Deceitful lies by Naebot Barrett (large ebook reader .txt) 📕

just taken me from my home , from my famil- "HE IS NOT YOUR FATHER!" she screamed at me and swerved to car to a stop. I was taken aback. She wasn't the type to snap like that. She must have what i have, the mind reading thing. " it's called mentis lectonium and You say it like it's a disease." She said pointedly, then paused. " Sorry, I didn't mean to be so harsh. I keep forgetting that there's still so much you don't know." She looked exhausted. "were are we going?" I asked suddenly aware that it was getting dark and we were still driving. "home" she replied nonchalantly. "Home?" I replied confused. "Yes izy, home" she said sounding tried and frustrated. I stoped talking and Reyes to go to sleep. "Izy? Ist wake up. We're here" she said softly and shaked me a little. "I opened my eyes slowly. Realising that I was in the back seat laying down. The sun was shinning through the window. "What?" I slurred. I yawned and slowly stretched my arms. I rubbed my eyes and sat up. "Were are you we?" I asked as I opened the door. The birds were all in a line of rainbow. I walked over to them and almost fell back as they all chanted sweetly "hello". I looked around in amazement, the gardens were perfect. All the flowers grew straight and perfect, again, in a rainbow of colours. In fact everything was rainbow in colour. It was the definition of perfection, almost too perfect.I tryed to hear someone, a noise, a movement, anything. I then realised that I couldn't hear sophies thoughts. "Hey soph, how do you read people's thoughts?" I asked politely. "It's actually really easy. You concentrate really hard on something and before long you will be put into a hypersence state. If you can't hear someone's thoughts there they may have some sort of blockage. If you breack that blockage you should forever hear there thoughts on even if they make a blockage again." I tryed to hear them, I focused intently on her mind but there was a wall. I could see it, I could feel it, a brick wall. Then I saw it, a tiny hole in the bricks. I picked at it useing my fingers. I pulled and scratched and clawed my way through the brick wall. I finally made a hole that was big enough for me to get through. Then, I stepped inside. Where the evidence points truley Do I truly believe it?

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Publication Date: 02-05-2015

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I would like to dedicate this book to all people that like my writing!!! Thanks so much, it really means the world to me if people enjoy my writing.