Black Butterfly--Short story--ONGOING
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Last published Fri, Jan 28, 2022
Is it True that... Black butterflies brings bad luck?
It was afternoon, when I got home from school. It was very unusual to me for the house was very quiet. I went to the bedroom then I found my Unnie, who used to be my cousin before my parents left us. I ask her what's wrong and I'm shocked on her answer.
Started: 1-28-2022
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