Trapped in Flesh ( short horror )
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THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS:
TORTURE, KIDNAPPING, PARTIAL DRUG USE, ETC. IN NO WAY AM I CONDONING THE USE OF ANY CONCEPTS USED IN THIS SHORT STORY!!!
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"Three with the broken bodies,
two with the broken minds,
one with the death wish,
two with fates entwined"
( This is a story I made ages ago for a school assignment, but I think it's decent enough to be uploaded, also I'm sorry if there are any spelling or grammatical mistakes, enjoy! )
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