Little Judgement
- LECTURES 25
- Votes 1
- Chapitres 2
En cours d'écriture6m
Dernière publication sam., juin 19, 2021
The world had been full of trifled matters that Moss hadn't bothered with. He lived life to the fullest or that's what he had thought at least. He hadn't had a rough childhood, his parents were happy go-lucky kind of people.
Even with his parents excellent parenting something had to happen for him to turn out like this, right?
Wrong.
He was now at the electric chair, his last thought was quite ridiculous but seemed most important to him at the time.
"Are my plants still alive?"
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