I am beyond confused.
Why are people reading this sad excuse of writing? It does mean a lot that 200 and something people have read it, though.
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The Gang Leader's Ballerina.
RandomI look over my shoulder, to see something I wish I didn't. There in front of me is a dead guy lying in a pool of his own blood only a few inch's from my feet. I let out a load gasp. That's not even the thing that traumatised me the most. It was the...
