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It s the story of a little boy who ,
Anonymous
May 7
Scenario:It's the story of a little boy who, because of all the attention his mother gave him, fell in love with her. His mother had him when he was 18. On his 10th birthday he announced his feelings to his mother who believed it was only maternal love. His father, having learned about him, did everything to send him to military school. After 8 hard years at military school he comes back and sets up a scheme with some friends and kills his father. He then takes advantage of his mother's weakness due to the death of her husband to get closer to her and seduce her. He finally succeeds. But at the time of marriage his mother will know the truth through one of the friends who participated in the assassination of the father because the boy no longer respected their contract which was to pay them half of his monthly salary. His mother, a well-known lawyer in the region, will take charge of the matter. But the day before the hearing she learns that she is pregnant with her son. Not wanting her newborn to have to learn this whole story, she went to visit her son with a gun and killed her son and then herself. The story will be in 20 chapters and you have to build suspense at the end of each chapter.
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I adore my mother.
She gave birth to me when she was only eighteen, but she has never been married.
She runs her own law firm and has raised me on her own.
She’s a strong-willed woman who is elegant and intelligent.
Her beauty and intelligence have always captivated people around her, and I was no exception.
I was just like any other child, who would always look at their mother adoringly like she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
I liked to get close to her to feel her warmth and breath.
When I was little, I was even more clingy to her than other children.
I’d hug her and kiss her whenever I saw her and follow her around everywhere.
I loved the feeling of being embraced by her, which made me feel secure.
But as I grew up, my love for my mother grew into something else.
By the time I was ten years old, I had fallen in love with my mother.
I loved her more than anyone else in the world.
It wasn’t just because I was her son, but because of my feelings for her.
It all started when I was ten years old, when I fell in love with my mother.
I suddenly realized that it wasn’t enough for me to just be close to her or hug her.
I wanted more than that, but I didn’t know what it was at that time.
It was as if something had suddenly awakened within me when I became conscious of this feeling toward my mother.
The love that I felt for my mother wasn’t the same as what a son would feel for his mother; it was more, much more than that.
It wasn’t the innocent love that a child would have for their parent either.
My heart would race whenever I saw my mother or even thought of her.
I loved it when she touched me or said anything nice to me, but I didn’t know why at that time.
I often dreamed about growing up quickly so that I could marry my mother and live happily ever after with her as well.
My feelings were so strong that they made me confused and restless.
When I went to military school at the age of sixteen, my feelings toward my mother became clear to me.
I knew what they meant now.
These feelings were called love, which I felt toward my mother.
This kind of love wasn’t suitable for a mother and her son, but I couldn’t help it no matter what.
Knowing that these feelings were wrong didn’t change the way that I felt inside my heart.
I still loved my mother the same way, because she was the only one who had ever been good to me in this world.
She had been the only one who had always cared about me and taken care of me.
She had been the only one who had ever loved me too.
It felt wonderful to be loved by my mother, which made me want to do everything that I could possibly do to protect her and make her happy too.
My mother was very busy with her career as a lawyer.
Although I was her son, I had my own life too.
My mother didn’t like me to get involved in her business or mess around at her firm.
As a result, I spent most of my time with my friends when I wasn’t in school.
I had a lot of friends who I often hung out with, but I knew that they weren’t genuine friends deep down.
It was because my mother was rich and powerful that they hung out with me.
I didn’t want to admit it or believe it when I was young because I didn’t know any better.
I thought that they were good friends who cared about me because they spent so much time with me.
I thought that we had been best friends for a long time too.
I had gone through a lot with them over the years.
We often got into trouble together when we were younger and we had each other’s backs.
But when I came back from military school at twenty years old, I learned that they weren’t who I thought they were.
They were greedy bastards who had only pretended to be my friends so that they could use me.
They had been using me all along.
They wanted me to help them do something bad, which was to kill my father so that they could take over his business empire together with my mother later on.
I didn’t want to do it at first, but my mother told me some things about my father that made me change my mind later on.
He wasn’t a good person at all and he had never loved our family either.
My mother had been forced to give up on her dream of becoming a lawyer because of him when she was younger too.
That was why I agreed to do it in the end.
My mother and I got rid of him together with their help on my twenty-first birthday as well.
My father had been away on business for a few days before he died, so it was easy for us to get rid of him at home that night.
After we killed him, my mother fell into a coma because of a car accident.
I never expected her reaction when she woke up and found out that he was dead though.
She wanted nothing to do with me and left the country in secret without saying goodbye later on as well.
I went after her, but she wouldn’t take my calls or see me no matter what when we got back home.
I’d loved my mother even more after we killed my father, so it was very difficult for me when she pushed me away like this.
I came up with a plan later on so that I could marry her one day.
I pretended that I didn’t know who she was and let her hire me as her lawyer later on as well.
I became her friend and won her heart as well after spending so much time with her every day.
We got married soon after that, but I never expected that one of my friends would come to see us on our wedding day and expose what really happened earlier on.
I was furious and heartbroken when I found out that my mother had been lying to me all along about who my father was as well.
