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- Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jul 22, 2017
"My name is Amelia Harper, and I die ever day, well not exactly die. I don't remember much about my life before the day my life turned into a horror story. All I remember is my name, My age, and my personality. Other than that i'm empty. I know i'm dreaming, but it sure doesn't feel like it. Each day comes a death different from the others, and i'm all alone, the only time I see other humans is when they'r involved in the trauma that comes at the end of each day when the clock hits, 11:47 P.M. I'm in silence and i'm fighting completely alone. Over the four months I've been here I've learned that sitting and questioning in confusion does nothing. But the one question that's stuck with me that I can't shake of, is why?All Rights Reserved
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