Arabelle's Encounters With An Incubus
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Last published Sun, May 11, 2014
I felt like something was not right, on may 9th at 11:35pm when i slept over at her(Arabelle's)house... I remember her saying she had a journal so of course i opened that only to find the most disturbingly creepy shit ever written in there. I'll post what i find, i feel so bad for doing this but it has to be done.
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