Diary of a Doppelgänger
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Tuesday, March 23 2010
9:00pm
I walk down the alley, the muck in the puddles splashes against my ankles, it's cold and gives me that sensation like someone is watching me. I turned around , but there was nothing there. Only my shadow. In the bright sunlight. I take a deep breath.my ears blare with pain, a loud mind crumpling screech echoes through my ears.
This is a short story that is pretty confusing, with lots of twists and turns. This story is rated 'mature' for violence, and gore. Nothing. Else.
I wrote this when I was in like, 6th grade. So it's not that good.
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