THE GHOST IN MY HOUSE
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Última publicación jue, ene 7, 2021
"My name is Ghost"
"What?"
"shhhhh"
What would you do if you lived with a GHOST and he won't stop tormenting you
He knows everything about you
You can't move out. You can't do anything till he tells you to..
I am Kaycee Darwin... and this is my *ghost story*
This is totally a work of fiction
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