The Hidden Secrets (completed)

for further investigation. Just a visit not going to chan

this visit will change my life b

around the city. I'm a biological student who wish

ad's dream as well as mine. He taught me how to find my identity and

and self-m

iously like how my dad taught me when he had alive despit

tist who had achieved a lot before he dies and

NA with a creature to generate a new huma

rable life history like how it hunts the whole city down and took people's lives apart. And how peopl

aw

med 'The Heil Hunting Monster.' Written b

ese fable stories which the useless granny

f fantasies then how come I c

truth from us. I want to figure out what i

le world when they fail to discover new things but never spread rumour

spreading rum

. Please." My mom pleaded with hooded eyes like what seemed to be th

that I am not going to back away until I get what I want, the

ead and looked in the direction of my friends, who will

o. The one who encourages m

I am so excited to visit India Again

on the occasion. Just a simple Saree and a ma

. When my dad was alive we had visited India once a year or twice, It depended upon h

as never failed to succeed as an a

job and there he found the love of his life and ri

's features except my b

le skin. I think I have no melanin in my body, So it was easy for me t

ad crossed my gene with the ghost while I was a fetus in

r shitty words until I reached t

e was stuck inside the lab while the fire wore down the whole place b

int that she was tryin

and Eminem, my crazy friends are going

nd Pooja will join us. They are eager to work

he crowd, an old lady offered me some food and water even sat with me until my dad get

that we will be returning back to Texas." Th

first but somehow ag

s weather. It's summer season and they kn

Silly guys with silly reasons. I shook

than her where she stood like a shortcake not more than 5.6' but wearin

er forehead, my dad used to call

mouth and shook her head. "Don't." her voice was broken

pendent woman. I feel bad for leaving my home which my dad buil

me but she wants to stay th

food." her hands cupped my face w

wrinkle formed over my mom's forehead but still, she is b

ly. If I solve this puzzle I can able to find the misery behind

ling my friends to leave. We all settled into the pla

my nerve to hell. Does it make any sense? I

ggage and checking me thoroughly? I had almost wasted 365 hours her

through the window; that seat gave me a

, lingering a kiss on his forehead I

u, Dad." I

he is no more with us, it is a bitter

g Justice to

d drifted off into