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Hayran Kurgu

My grave was alive, he decorated them with flowers. Every single day. "I was lying in my own pool of blood." J.h Short story. [Editing]

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by milfnation

by milfnation

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I couldn't keep quiet. Today when I saw you, you had bruises that you tried to cover with a hoodie but I could see it.

The only way I could make you smile and make you happy because you deserve it is to steal that book from my brother, and tell what he told me to do.

I couldn't care less about the consequences, I was determined to make you smile and give you all the happiness in the world.