Every where I go, screams can be heard from every direction. I can hear them every corner of a room, from every room in a building, and from every building in my city. It never stops, and it never ends. I've tried stoping it many times but the bullets never phase me. the bleeding always stops. I cringe every day of every month. Every month of every year. It never stops
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The Dark Tales
HorrorA place where the darkest ideas in my head live! (Short creepy pastas)
