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Hot 'n' Cold

JessicaChowaniec

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Parts 31
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Reads 174
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Parts 31
Time 1h 23m

JessicaChowaniec

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Ever since I can remember the tiny little metal piece sat on my neck, the little diamond heart set in the center.I only grew up with one rule, "never never take off the necklace." I never understood why, it was just a little ice cold rock, nothing important about it. Right, but why was the rock getting warmer? Why was it burning me??



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❝ i'll never stop blaming myself for what was happening. ❞ ~ started: 4/12/17 completed: