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A creepy pasta story!
"They say we are nothing, trash, people who need to leave the word, but I'll show them" a young girl mutters as she walk though the woods,
You read as Annabel the girl long ginger hair, hazel eyes girl, you not afraid of anything or are you?
you walk though the woods, you feel the odd feeling of being watch
But you're no scared,
Or are you
You don't know what's behind you,
Who it is or what it is,
Maybe a animal or a human or just
Plane something else that can't be explain,
A run away orphan now back on your own
What will you do
No family no home
No friends No job
Or are you alone, maybe you're being watched in the dark part of the tall shadows
Is some one there,
Or is it just your
Imagination?!