Hi there! So this is another story I've thought of. Just wanting to see your thoughts on whether I should continue you or not. Its about Dom mostly because we don't really know much about Dom's past so I'd thought I'd have a go at it. Anyway, tell me what you think. This is just like a Prolouge thing...
Everyone has secrets. It's a way of life; no one can live without them. We all have secrets, some not as dark as others but secrets none the less. I wish mine wasn't so dark. I wish it wasn't a secret that I had to hide from everyone even my own family. I wish I could go back and change the past and make myself forget everything that had ever happened that created my dark secret but I can't. I have lived with this secret for years now and I have been able to hide from it but I should've known I couldn't run forever. Now I have to face it in the only home that I have been able to find in years. I wish I didn't have to. I wish I could run again, run forever just to escape the truth but I can't. I have to face the truth even though I don't want to. I have to find the words to say to everyone, to tell them the truth about my past. Everyone has secrets mine is just that much bigger.
Telling the truth shouldn't be this hard. There is no reason to get upset and nervous over a couple of words. They are only words for crying out loud! Yet words have power. They can change lives, make enemies become friends, make friends enemies and even destroy people to the point of no return. Words have power that nothing else has. You can't take back words once spoken. The words I need to say, the words I have to say, would change my life as I know it. They would devastate those I care about and love but they're only words aren't they? So why are they so damn scary? Telling the truth shouldn't be this hard. I know she deserves the best, nothing but the best, the truth even. I just can't find the courage to tell her what I've done because it would turn her against me and I would lose her and I can't let that happen. I'm afraid to tell the truth. I'm afraid of what the truth will do to me and my life. I like my life here and I don't want to jeopardise it but I can't run from the truth any longer, the truth has caught up with me and now everyone is asking the questions I don't want to hear. I don't want to tell the truth but the truth has a nasty habit of finding its own way out in the end whether I want it to or not
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