Only You, Martin
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I've recently read a short story in my class for school and had to write an ending for it since it had been left on a cliffhanger. It's hard for me to write things down on paper so I came to write it on my good friend Wattpad. I know no one is reading this soooo, but if you are sorry for any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors. As well as there's only this one chapter so yuh.
All rights go to William Sleator who wrote The Elevator. Once again, this is my own interpretation of the ending so yea. I suggest you read it to understand what I'm talking about.
Warning: has mentions of choking, light mentions of bullying, mental abuse, depression, and burns
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