A New Game (EDITING)
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It's been about a month since everything has happened. I'm a completely new person than I was before the game. Everything's been normal, its almost as if nothing has happened. But I can't shake the feeling that something is about to happen. Something awful.
!!!Warning: this book contains; domestic abuse, substance abuse, eating disorders, mental disorders (PTSD, Anxiety, Depression, etc), suicide/suicide attempts, and abusive relationships.
Reader digression is advised!!!
THIS WORK IS CURRENTLY IN THE PROSSES OF BEING EDITED
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