**Chapter 2**
Nerves are shaken, the bedrock or reality eroding away, a lifetime of nightmare conspire to invoke crippling anxiety. Austen runs down the street to the bus stop, past the burned down store. Briskly he follows the curb to distances...
Author, Fiction, Horror, Semi-autobiographical
I know that words alone can only convey so much, but my hope is that the semi-autobiographical short stories that follow will lend you understanding and, god willing, lead to a little heart-to-heart conversation.
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