Death Series
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Última publicación lun, may 14, 2018
Somebody died. Guess who killed them.
Spoiler: It was me. Because I'm the author.
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Hey! Thanks for stopping by! If you haven't already, check out the story I wrote for my Grade 8 english short (heavy air quotes) story assignment. If you enjoyed and would like to see more, I'm currently working on a sequel, so be on the lookout for that ;)
A little about me:
Name: Raymond
Age: 14
Birthday: April 22nd
Gender: M
Fun fact: I never read. Like ever. I used to, but I don't anymore.
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