Margarette's Curse
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Última publicación mar, abr 22, 2014
I have a secret that no one must ever know about, and it’s a secret that must always be hidden. Not even my family or my closes friends must know about it because if they do, things start to gets messed up.
But don’t get me wrong, I’m no murderer nor any criminal of some sort.
I’m more like an FBI. Solving cases and helping people, but you see here’s the catch, I don’t help living people instead I help those who are dead.
I am Margarette Michaels and this is my curse.
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