The Summer of 1988
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Story of Little Anikka.
None of this is real. Just something I wrote instead of preparing for exams. (don't copy me)
I can't bring myself to write about sociopaths and have them under my name but I don't want to delete the google doc without anyone reading it. So yeah, if it gets positive feedback, I might write more on it.
enjoy!
:)
Please don't steal this story, thanks.
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