A Stalker's Diary
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A ten paged diary documenting ten days of an anonymous exploring the relationship between the sexuality of two boys at a High School. The anonymous secretly stalks them around and records some mysterious details.
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Make sure to read the whole story to know who the anonymous is and what he/she/it is capable of.
A lot of craziness, depression and loneliness is going on in this short story. Whenever you come across black bold paragraphs, these are actually poems written by poets, not me. I put them in because I thought it tied into the atmosphere/ setting/ emotive in each chapter.
March 2020-July 6 2020
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