Sunnie
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this a creepy short story that I wrote for my writing class, it's about a little girl who isn't right in the head that made her who she is now. are you brave enough dare to read it?
(warning: violence, creepy dolls, scary, the feels, drug use is mention in this; you have been warn)
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