Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

We are unknown to our bearer. We wait inside them waiting for the chosen sole to step down or get tired. 
   We want to be seen. We want to be heard. We want to break free. But we are kept in place.
   When a baby is born more then one person dies, this leads to us. THE soles6 inside you. 
  One sole is yours. You feel it. It's become what you want, it has been doing it since your birth, but do you remember the voices in the back of your head? The little vioce in the back of your head as you read this is another one of your soles, trying to be noticed.
  You never really notice when you switch soles. It could happen in the middle of the day or sometimes soles retry to take over in your sleep. Remember that dream you had ware you were falling? That was your main sole defeating anouther.
   
      We want to be seen, we want to be heard. We want to break free but we are kept in place.
     

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