Chapter 15

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Keith

Knowing something big and trying not to spill any words from your mouth is a hard thing to do. This secret I've learned years ago is something I don't want to have,  cause it's truly a burden that I have to carry on my back almost everyday. Keeping it from myself was hard, to the point that I have to stay up all night during my younger years just to let my thoughts overflow from my head and not spitting any single word. It's making me insane, so I wrote it. 

In a blank sheet of a luxurious brand of paper, probably one from my father's factory, the Soil Paper Tree's neat loose leaf is the only company I can afford right now. Everyone must be snoring at this moment for it's already past twelve, but that doesn't stop me to grab that neat piece of paper on the side of my bed. A companion where I can share some of the secrets I know. The pale cream