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Should I be afraid?
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Continúa, Has publicado jul 23, 2017
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Hello, my name is Rose Thatcher. I am here to tell you a story about how my life changed because of one simple decision... I will always think about how my life could have been different. How I would still be apart of a loving and happy family. How I could have been apart of my little brothers life and seen him grow up.
         I used to think that the person who took me away from all that was a monster. In some ways they still are, but I now see their reasons and understand them. Most say I'm crazy and in some ways yes I am. I don't care what they think because I am living the life I did not think I would want. 
          My name is Rose I am 22. I live in Salem, Massachusetts. I am a solitary witch of my own choice. The story that you will be reading is about a stalker/evil twin, drama, and the paranormal.

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