the voices
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what if your mental disabilities become living breathing creatures?
warning!!!!!!! touchy subjects such as depression, anorexia, all different types of mental disorders. and there's also cussing so...
this is my first horror story, so, sorry if it sucks! there will most likely have grammatical errors, please don't hate on the story because of that. any helpful critique is taken to mind! ^^
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