Secrets, everyone has secrets. No matter how much we think we know someone we never do. Someone always has mask... Someone always has lies. My whole life has being a lie, my whole life has been made up of them. From the time where my mother chucked me away in an alleyway. From where the abuse came and I had to lie and keep secrets from everyone. From the moment I learnt how to wear my mask in perfection. But one thing I didn't expect was for my family to have their own mask. A mask hiding something deadly something that they wanted to hide from me. and I can only think the worse. Perhaps they have killed someone. Perhaps they deal with drugs. Perhaps they are frauds. Right at this moment, the only thing they should be afraid of is...me.
They should be petrified.
And if they want to ac
