hey guys,
to let you know i willbe putting ** around the title of every chapter that I edit so you know which ones to re read 😂
thanks bæs
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Disembodied Voices
Terror12:46am Sunday The colliding of metal poles awakes me on an early just turned Sunday morning. It never misses an opportunity to watch my poor soul snap out of my pale, startled skin. I can't remember when this all started to haunt me because I have...
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hey guys,
to let you know i willbe putting ** around the title of every chapter that I edit so you know which ones to re read 😂
thanks bæs