Her promise, Samantha writes 4

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what she made me swore on. To write the gruesome happenings that occurred and leave nothing out!.

how I began writing

A young sweet but tuff girl was loved by friends and family. She loved the silly times with friends to pulling silly faces on photo's to just having a blast.

Books upon books were filled with amazing memories that would last a life time Some would say.

Have u ever placed your finger on something that may have been following u , without noticing it ever.

or knew that u would become the prey that would be.. hunted?

Have u ever kept your darkest void away from others?

Things happened like a magnetic field that pulled two poles together. Did one know of the fate.

No there was only hate that followed. One hated the world and the other hating the new *roommate*.

memory upon memories were flushed like a ever lasting swirling toilet. flllooo down goes the erased memories.

until none was ever left.


A lot of writing ] the end ]


AS time went on the doll in death still  agonized her . She fought a bit but it did not contain the doll for long.


Sometimes being *normal* is odd.


Don't


        try

                         to

                                          fit

                                                          in

                                                                               that's just twisted and not even a doll should.




end of my story.


[as I said perhaps one day ill write a other ]



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