Nightmares.
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These stories are based off of my dreams i have sometimes. often they are very graphic or disturbing, so please read only if you are okay to be exposed to that kind of content. i hope you all find this entertaining, or enjoyable in some ways, and have a wonderful day :)
I will put any trigger warnings at the beginning of a chapter so you know what you're heading in to.
please leave any constructive criticism, and any hate will be deleted or removed to the best of my abilities.
keep in mind i'm only a young writer, so apologies in advance for any spelling mistakes, incorrect information, or misunderstanding of any topics.
please enjoy this peak into my dreams :))
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