I left messages in blood on the wall and a knife on the floor. I walked out of the house with only the clothes on my back and the memories in my head all for the man who was in my who was in my room. I was evicted from the only place I knew as home. As I left the street there was a crowd of people gathered round trying to make me feel shameful but I kept my head high and moved on.
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the creepypatsa mansion
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