The Story of Tasha: Part 1

By phantom of moonlight. It was late one winter night when it happened. My family had gone out to visit my older sister’s opening night of a gallery featuring her artwork. Since I had homework, I had stayed behind, little knowing how well I was playing into the deviant plans of another. I had gone straight to bed after finishing up the last of my essays that were due in the morning, my mind simply on starting my senior semester

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