a Rose On The Train
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Ongoing7m
Last published Mon, Mar 4, 2019
Just a short horror story, about something that happened on a train when no one else was there.
Note : This is a story i wrote a few months ago, the edited and finished version just disappeared from wattpad and all that was left were the first few parts. Luckily i had send the main lines (but sadly not the ending) to my friend so i could copy and past that and then edit it. It isn't the best and i will probably edit it some where when i have the time but this is what i have for now
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