My sister described her “imaginary” friend, saying: “He sits on my bed and waits for his mom. He’s not allowed to go home by himself because of his arm.” I asked what happened to his arm, and she said: “His mom ran him over when he was drawing with chalk. That’s why he’s always crying, because he doesn’t like being dead.”
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Creepy Facts
Mystery / ThrillerKatatakutan ba ang inyong hanap? Lika na't simulang magbasa neto *** So yun, I've just decided to stop updating since tumigil na din ako sa paggamit netong watty. Hope you've enjoyed reading :)
