After midnight
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Dernière publication mar., avr. 20, 2021
A man was heading home in his truck after work. He saw someone on the side of the road or something, he saw it vanish he was conserned. It was eleven fifty four pm the fact is he NEVER minded it being close to mdnight till he saw something unbelievable..a dead body on the side of the road he parked to the side of the road insantly. He got out and he saw that it was a young woman, he quickly ringed 9-1-1. A couple days later his house windows would be unlocked, he saw alot of creepy footage on his security footage he didn't mind much of it till one night.
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