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Última publicación lun, sep 10, 2018
I hummed, turning on the lights in my room and closed the door.
I looked up and a cold chill ran down my spine.
He was there. In my bedroom.
He had a smile on his face, but I knew he was nowhere near being happy.
When he stood up, making his way over to me, not uttering a word, my life flashed before my eyes.
I had no idea what his next step was going to be.
But I knew it wasn't going to be good.
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