Ghosty Files

Ghosty Files

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You walk down a crowded New York street. A cold wind blew, and you pull your coat tighter around yourself. You slip off the busy street and down a small alley. I hate living in New York, you think. Always run, run, run. Go, go, go. You are so deep in thought that you don't see the men walking up behind you. "Well, well, well. What do we 'ave 'ere?" a large man said, who appears to be the ringleader. The others laugh and form a tight circle around you. "W-what do you want?" you ask, your voice shaking.
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Look at me, not too close, though, just from the outside. What do you see? A smile? Friends? Happiness? Joy? Everything that I could ever want? A perfect life, if you wanted to go that far. Now, look a bit closer. See those bags under my eyes? Hear the pain in my voice? The fatigue in my movements? Cautious glances, fearful expressions, the flinches at the slightest touch? Do you see that? Well, ignore it. Because, Fuckboys Are Fine. ------------- WARNING: This story contains some mature themes and triggering topics, please read at your own risk.

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