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Experiencias Paranormales... (envía tu historia verídica)
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Ongoing, First published Aug 30, 2018
Historias paranormales que pueden ser mías, de algunos amigos o tuyas... Envíame que te sucedió y lo subiré escrito a mi manera...
Puedes hacerlo de manera anónima o si quieres sumar seguidores pondré tu nombre al final del relato...
Espero que te animes a enviarme tu experiencia!!!
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