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Maybe there aren't any such things as good friends or bad friends - maybe there are just friends, people who stand by you when you're hurt and who help you feel not so lonely. Maybe they're always worth being scared for, and hoping for, and living for. Maybe worth dying for too, if that's what has to be. No good friends. No bad friends. Only people you want, need to be with; people who build their houses in your heart. "
-Stephen King // IT
Welcome to Derry, Maine. It's a quaint town settled in the north of Maine. Snow settles down on the already frozen ground, laying atop of tree limbs and car hoods. Christmas was just around the corner, so you'd assume the children of Derry would be preparing for the arrival of the jolly, magical man who'd deliver their presents. However, they were all terrified and more vigilant than ever, in fear for their life. You had to be careful in Derry, but sometimes you can't do anything to keep yourself safe.
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This whole story has been edited, so if some of the comments confuse you, that's why. I hope you all enjoy the story. Leave some feedback in the comments on how i can improve the story.
°Lily C°
Wrote: 10/14/17
Published: 10/14/17
Edited: 17/09/20
Revisions:
1. September 17th, 2020.
2. March 28th, 2020.
