Story cover for Who Am I?  by Cara_Smith2
Who Am I?
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Ongoing, First published Sep 08, 2021
Who are you?
*I'm you*
Wth your a kid
*face palms*
Ohhh my kid version.... Woah I was creepy lookin
*finnaly- so you have chosen death*
Hehe but seriously.... Do I even know myself?
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why won't they believe me? they feel i don't know what i'm saying but i do, why don't they see that? three murders, three culprits and one suspect... i keep screaming who the culprits are but all fingers are pointing to me saying am the suspect, why? are my saying the truth or are their own words the truth? did i really kill both my mum and my baby brother?