My throat ached for the taste of fresh cow blood and I passed out in the last of the ashes. I stood before large golden gates. Morgan Freeman stood behind them, crossing his arms. "I like pie." I stated fiercely. He just kept staring at me. I grew nervous and my skin started to melt away. "I still like pie." I stated my voice became smaller and a much higher pitch.
Scuuurry mess.
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ParanormalDis Iz a story me and me BFFL mayd. Her name is Maddy. K.
