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    3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
    612-822-4611

Open Daily: 10am - 10pm | Alley-side Pickup: 10am - 7pm
3038 Hennepin Ave Minneapolis, MN
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Poetic Fiction: Journals Of Silent Screams

Poetic Fiction: Journals Of Silent Screams

Verkys, Dan
Lopez, Shelley
Oliver, Jeff

Paperback

General Fiction

ISBN13: 9798619065152
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: Mar 3 2020
Pages: 278
Weight: 0.83
Height: 0.58 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Xander has experienced a deranged and brutal childhood leaking into adulthood, pounding in his memories. Haunting him and hating him every day of his twisted life. Demons talk and shadows surround him in an unbearable reality that he cannot control. Xander never knows where he will wake up, leaving him cowering in his own corners of his uncontrollable insanity. He writes frantically in his journals. Everyone and everything is out to get him in his cracked and broken consciousness. He's planning a revenge so horrible and so sick; it drives his mind into a downward spiral from which he can never escape. Xander keeps waking up in a different state of mind, but at the same time wonders if he is even alive. He needs revenge for himself and his little brother Marcus. His plans are vile, his revenge is sweet, yet bitter on his tongue as he prepares for his feast. He lived with the Devil. Xander needs the voices to stop and the cackling to cease. Memories haunt him of horrific abuse, attempted murder, and constant screams. Within his journals of psychotic rhyme, he becomes a prisoner in his own mind. As his alternate realities confuse and burn, changing everything he thought he had learned. Though many things change from day to day, the fact that he became a murderer stays the same. Everything that Xander became, is a result of the witch that kept him caged. Cackling at his rage, the full extent of the reasons that he went completely insane. Imagined asylums and imagined suicides, lost love and lost memories of children he never had, ripped away then given back again. Over and over the Devil pretends, confusing him into insanity in a horrific wasteland. The memories are vivid within his scattered thoughts, but in the masquerade of it all his mind was forever lost.

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