The Shadow 2
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Complete Tue, Jul 7, 202031m
"Jack? Wha...what are you doing?" I looked down and saw him holding another body. It looked an exact replica of me! "I'm in a dream! This is not real!" I shouted at Jack and slapped him with my foot. "I'm sorry, I can explain...please.... don't hurt me..."
(Might have over protecting, divorce, hitting, and other stuff.)
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