Dontbreathe mga kuwento

Poem

Don't look. Don't turn around. Don't think. Don't even breathe. Hold your breath, close your eyes and count to three. All courtesy and respect for the amazing cover to the creator: @FlooPatronus11282

We live in a society where the air is toxic. Even getting a whiff of it can be detrimental to your health, or end your life. But, is there a way to stop this? Find out in this story where two girls risk everything to save the town they called home.

Melody so young , so naive

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Desiree princess momoa mixed nationality french,irish,dutch, Romanian,Brazilian,Canadian, European,german,russian,asian, Australian,Portuguese,latina,cuban, Colombian,mexican,Italian,Puerto rican,Latvian,Hungarian,icelandic, Chinese,southern,Scottish,Japanese, Greek,Filipinos,kiwa,malaysia, gullah,Korean,Egyptian,Argentina, Mandarian,Bulgarian,polish, Polynesian,Geordie,thai,Samoan, Caucasian,trinidadian,Armenia, Bengali,Galician,Norwegian,Danish, Serbian,slovak,hindi,Indonesian, Turkish,Swedish,Croatian,finnish, Malay,siouon,catawbaa,welsh, Indian,american,british,American, Indian Ceo of chanel,bodybuilder,tv star, Movie star,dancing with the stars, Singers,celebrity hairstyles,dancer choreography,music producer,song Writer,celebrity fashion designer,owner of Desiree fashion store, yoga instructor,sport illustrated swimsuit model,irish playboy model,maxim Australian model,bella magazine:latina influencer issued,fitness gurls issued,strong fitness magazine, Harper's bazaar mexican model,French l'offical model,british new beauty magazine, Norman Nordstrom keep Desiree as his prisoner for helping kill his wife and son so she has to spend the rest of her life doing what he say or he killed her family without hesitation and desiree is living in fear of leaving him or take the Consequence that comes with her action

Six strangers. One boarding house. A caretaker with rules he swears will keep them safe. They should have asked why the rules existed before they agreed to follow them. The house on the edge of the city is too large for what it costs and too quiet for what it contains. The caretaker delivers his rules at the door and disappears into the dark at the end of the hall, and by morning the rules are less comfort than they seemed, and the door at the end of the corridor is breathing, and the miniature sitting in the forbidden room has figures with faces pressed into their clay that no one should have been close enough to make. Cora has been drifting for long enough that she has stopped noticing the drift. She notices the house. She notices the bruise on her sternum that has pulsed since she crossed the threshold, shaped like a keyhole, warm in ways she cannot account for. She notices the miniature's tiny figure with her own face pressed into it with the intimacy of a mold made before she arrived. The house has forty seven names in its ledger. Eleven of them escaped. Inside these walls, nothing taken can be returned. Nothing placed inside a person comes out the way it went in. And the thing the house wants most is the one thing Cora does not yet know she has been carrying her entire life. This is not a story that flinches. It stays in the room. Count carefully. Do not open your eyes until you mean it. ©️ Relle H

She's gone...