the hand

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one day when i was walking in the cemetary a bloody hand came out of the and grabbed my leg.

It pulled me into the grave and cut it off my leg and I dug up. I ran away from the grave.

I ran home to got a sniper and shot it's fingers off . So then I ripped off that hand and threw it into an oven then I never saw the hand again.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 05, 2014 ⏰

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