I screamed for help but, sooner or later I knew I had to give up. Slowly closing my eyes I heard a voice saying "Oh how lovely it's going to be when I finally get to see him again" and in that exact moment I knew I had to get away no matter the cost.
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Poems and short stories
PoetryHi um ok hi! I am not creative so the stories might be i don't know..boring? But i'm doing my best and that's what matters :)
