Our Lady Of Sorrows

Our Lady Of Sorrows

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In the small town of Monroeville, nothing is what it seems. The people living there have kept a secrete sense the town was built back in 1824. Every night there is a curfew. Once the sun goes down everyone is required to lock their doors and wait until daylight to even think about coming out of their homes. As soon as the sun goes down, they come out... Vampires. Reven Baker has lived in Monroeville sense she was born. She's heard the story's, woke up for school every morning to find corpses of vampires that would soon turn to ash. she never dared to even think about what happens at night until she breaks. Her brother had been killed by those things. She can't bear the pain of living. Having to wake up everyday not knowing how many people she knew died. She decides the only way to end it is by suicide. She can't do it herself though. One night she climbs out her window, thinking this was the end and awaits her death. But what happens when it doesn't? Gerard way/ vampire shit
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