The Evil Crown
- LECTURES 30
- Votes 1
- Chapitres 1
THE CONENT IN THIS STORY IS ALL NONFICTION
This morning I was i was in the bathroom when tripped on a paper towel roll and lands on my stomach. It hurt a lot and the worst part was that there was something sharp under me and it pinched my stomach! I didn't one what it was and I didn't care at that time either. I got up and finished what I was doing when I stepped on the sharp object! It was soooo painful! I was almost screaming!
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