falling

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Word count of the story is 72😁

Im falling. Falling. Falling. Deep deep down to the deepest depth of the well.

all my memories flash before me. Memories of when I were a Child. How I killed my mother and father.

How I slashed my own mothers throat. All the blood on a bat I owned

that very bat I killed my father with.

HA!

Oh well another murder off the streets.

HAHA!!!

I'm going to hell!

Goodbye

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another note! I hope you enjoyed this story. I know it's the 3rd of November and it not Halloween anymore😭 but we still always NEED spooky spirt👻 I hope you enjoyed.

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