The Crows of Salem

The Crows of Salem

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Mallory is a sophomore high school student living in the town of Salem Massachusetts. The same Salem famously known for it's witch trials. All seems well until she finds an unwanted surprise stowed away in her locker. This is an original short story of mine. I'm in the process of rewriting it and making it a longer story. I hope you can enjoy it no matter what form it comes in though. Please do not steal my story or it's concept, however I would be very flattered if this story inspires you. Thank you so much, stay tuned for updates, and have a great day💖
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