james charles- a horror story

james charles- a horror story

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i woke up, hearing my brother beating his meat in the room next to mine. but when i walked in, i saw something that could never calm my tits.
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I went downstairs and approached the couch to see how the man was doing. A sudden chill ran through my body as I realized the couch was empty. Suddenly, a hand grabbed me, pressing me against the wall. "Don't make a sound." My body instantly froze as his grip on me tightened. He said my name, "Y/N," and it sent a shiver down my spine. "You're alive." His face was close to mine, and the only thing that captured my attention was his piercing turquoise eyes. Those beautiful turquoise eyes. Oh my God. "Toya." The man you thought that was dead for five years was alive.

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