Psycho
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(Hariana story) This story is about a girl named Ariana who has no family. She lives on her own and she was always lonely. Until one day she was known for murdering people. Nobody knows if she did it or not. She is sent in a place for psychotic people. When she is there she meets a boy that was also a murderer. Nobody knows if he did it either. They both are in the same room together and they start to like each other. Until one Ariana finds out something and she realizes how she really feels about Harry. The boss wants to do something about Harry and Ariana will try to do her best to make sure that doesn't happen. But someone comes between them and tear them apart. Who is it? Will the boss do something about Harry? Will Ariana and Harry fall in love? Will they ever be out of the hell they are living in?
[warnining: this was written when i was 13]
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