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Game of destruction
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Ongoing, First published Jul 09, 2020
Mature
Child's eyes~ A game played by teenagers... you know ... the ones  who think they can handle anything. THEY play the game. The game that causes depression, anxiety, destruction and soon enough death 


The game that kills

Allexandra is your normal teenager. If being able to see other peoples monsters is normal. 
Playing a child's eyes was a BAD idea but winning the game...that was the worst idea she's had. 

Follow her through the journey of self discovery and friendship... having to decide what to do with depression and manipulation.


It's a work in progress. Please be patient.

Thank you hb

cover by ~ XxMickeyMxX
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