A true blood? Pt.2
"Majika, I need your help, because of Alannah's situation she can no longer open a private room." Majika nods her head, closing her eyes, then quickly opening them, revealing her bright purple eyes. Moments late we're enclosed in a dark blue sphere. My biological mother sitting on a chair chained to a metal cell. The room is eerie and she's wearing a white cloth dress that looks like it's been battered. Her long beautiful hair is not so beautiful- "How long has she been in here?" I ask. "117 years." Desmond ends. That's not possible, I'm seventeen years old and she came to visit me two weeks ago. "You're joking." I state. Desmond looks at me, how is that possible? If she is my mother then I was born- "We don't know yet Alannah.That's why were talking to her. I would never open this ro
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