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Mystery To Feelings

Mystery To Feelings

Grace_Dinma

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Grace having being struggling with life, providing and acting like a single mom to her little sister, after there mom who worked as a maid in a big man mysteriously dies. depression, trauma, confusion and responsibility all falls on the hands of Grace After so many years she got a job at the mansion as the Master son's baby sitter. Damien is one of the coldest wealthiest and deadliest Man in City X, What happens when he feels some presence in the mansion after he employed a baby sitter for his son (Leo) who hardly likes people and finds sone strange things in the baby sitter behavior. How long will it take him to find out the truth?? will Grace be able to slove her mom's case?? Is the house haunted?? Will Leo help his dad realize his true feelings??

Chapter 1 Introduction

Hii guysss

Please ignore some spelling and sentence errors English is not my first language, this my first time writing a story

I was asleep suddenly I felt someone's presence I immediately stood up "Oh sorry honey, I didn't plan on waking up am going to work now I'll be back in 2 days do whatever aunty Kate tells you to do" she came closer and touched my face"you know she won't let anything bad happen to you guys, take care of your sister ok??" I noticed something strange in her today something isn't right but I can figure out what it it "Mom, you don't look ok, is anything wrong??" I said with a worried look she gave me a little smile touching my hair "I'm ok sweetie promise to take care of your little sister while gone " I nods and hugs her, "I love you and your little sister " she kiss my forehead and smiles"we love you yoo mommy " I responded with a love voice, she stares at me before walking out of the room.

Oh sorry where are my manner!!! My name is Grace Anderson, I'm 16, biracial with a 3B black hair, tanned, skin, 5"7 currently in my last year in high school, I have a little sister her name is Daisy she has 2B blond hair (just like my dad). The lady I just spoke to is my Mom she's a single mom who works at a maid in *Knoxville Mansion* to foot our bills while I work at my best friend's (abby) Cafe to pay my collage Bill (I'm on scholarship), my mom's a single parent who struggles to take care of us my dad left us after my little sister (Daisy) was born, she's the best mom in the world back to reality

"Get your ass down here Daisy or we'll be late for school" I yelled from the kitchen while packing our lunch "coming" she yells back. In a min she comes into the kitchen well dressed for school while smiling"How do I look??" she spins waiting for my response "I don't know" I honestly said and hands her the lunch bag she rolls her eyes, grabs the lunch bag and walks to the car, I grabbed the car key (it's my mom's car) locks the house door before getting in thr car and drove off.

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