I am writing this story from the Jacobs house in Florida. After help from Millard and digging deep into my memory, I have recounted this story as it should be recounted. I am Enoch O'Conner, and I'm a peculiar.
Later on, I found the article in the paper written about the corpses in London. It was quite funny really... If only they knew how they got there! Hehe.
So this story was especially hard for me to write, because I kinda had to become very emotional, which I don't choose to do often. It's.. not very fun for me, and I don't enjoy showing my weak side. However, my peculiar friends have been so supportive of me during this journey called life... and honestly, I've enjoyed every second of living it!
Remember guys—— stay peculiar.
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