HoodyxAlexia

HoodyxAlexia

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Alexia is a young lady about 18. She ran away from her abusive father. The only people who were nice to her were her mother and the creepypasta gang. But her mother was killed by her abusive father. Hoody is in love with Alexia but Ben and Jeff have a crush on her too. Who is she going to pick!?! Ben is planning revenge on Hoody. Will he get the girl of his dreams or will he not? Ehhh sorry for the lame intro and story im new at this so yeah? Sorry ill try making better ones in the future.
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Anneliese

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