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[Jeff The Killer Fanfiction]
Who knew that trying to live day to day would be this hard? Everyone always told Sorrel that going into the adult life was anything but easy or happy. She thought they were just joking but here she was, straight out of high school and working to help her family. The only thing she never accounted for was being chased by a freakishly looking psycho. What did he want? If only she hadn't taken a wrong turn a few nights ago she would've been at peace. How long would she last alive?
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