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Image Free Write
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Em andamento, Primeira publicação em nov 21, 2018
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So this was based on inspiration from my English teacher. We took an image and tried to describe, making others imagine what it may be. So this is what I'm going to do. If you happen to read it, imagine what the image might be or what you feel about. The goal is to be as descriptive as possible so you will imagine many things during the story.

All these images I found on Google are labeled free of use

Warnings: Thriller/Horror, some cursing
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