"Masks do not conceal the truth. They become it."
The Thousand Faces
“They told me to smile. So I did. Then they stopped looking. And that’s when I started to disappear.”
It began with a name.
Spoken aloud, then laughed at.
Not because it was funny — but because cruelty needs permission, and the world gave it freely.
New to the school. New to the system.
He came with nothing but a quiet voice and eyes that still believed people meant what they said.
But belief has a body count — and by the end of the first day, part of him was already gone.
Each chapter of The Thousand Faces is a quiet descent — into performance, into survival, into silence.
He learns how to smile without joy.
How to sit beside monsters without flinching.
How to wear a face so convincingly that no one remembers what was beneath it.
This is not a story of rebellion.
This is the story of a child becoming what the world demanded of him — one face at a time.
And if he survives, it won’t be because he was strong.
It’ll be because he learned to vanish in plain sight.
A haunting meditation on identity, complicity, and the quiet violence of forced innocence. For readers who understand that the scariest monsters are the ones that smile back.