Mummy
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Last published Tue, Aug 22, 2023
He is a boy like any other. He goes to school, he comes home, eats dinner and watches television...except one minor detail - he never smiles.
Subject to heinous abuse at school, one day his bully takes it a step too far. After years of psychological trauma...he snaps and gets his revenge.
It wasn't long before the town had learned to fear the name...Mirko The Mummifier.
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𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆!||𝐵𝐿'𝑆𝑀
'𝐻𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜? 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠?' '𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞?' '𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑠𝑜' '𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭, 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚? 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫?' [|☏︎|] 𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝑵𝒐𝒗𝒂 𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓𝒔. 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 1996 ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ: ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵍᵒʳᵉ|ˢᵐᵘᵗ|ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ|ᵉᶜᵗ ˢᵒ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ᵃᵗ ᵒʷⁿ ᵈⁱˢᶜʳᵉᵗⁱᵒⁿComplete
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𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 She was supposed to be just another student. A name on a roster. A face in the crowd. But from the moment she walked into my classroom, I knew-she was different. Mine. She didn't notice the way my gaze lingered a second too long. The way my fingers twitched at my sides when another boy dared to sit too close. She didn't see the darkness unraveling inside me, whispering, Take her. Keep her. Make her yours. And she definitely didn't see how easily I could destroy her world just to make her stay. She hates me. Fears me. But soon... she'll belong to me. Because no matter how hard she tries to escape, no matter how much she fights- I'll always bring her back. 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐞. ---![// 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝘼𝙉𝙀 // ʙɪʟʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴍɪꜱ, ꜱᴛᴜ ᴍᴀᴄʜᴇʀ | 𝟏𝟖+ | [✓]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/369670533-256-k898984.jpg)
// 𝙄𝙉𝙎𝘼𝙉𝙀 // ʙɪʟʟʏ ʟᴏᴏᴍɪꜱ, ꜱᴛᴜ ᴍᴀᴄʜᴇʀ | 𝟏𝟖+ | [✓]
❛𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲❜ | A 1996 SCREAM FANFICTION ---------------------------------------------------------------- !! || 𝗠𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 || !! [𝗜𝗻𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗲: In a state of mind which prevents normal perception, behaviours, or social interactions; Seriously mentally ill] [|☏|] '𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙚?' [|☏|] 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘈𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘔𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳. • 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐂 𝐱 𝐒𝐭𝐮 𝐌𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟔 [𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏] ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ, ɢᴏʀᴇ | ꜱᴍᴜᴛ | ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ | ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ | ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ. © _Imogen_Ruby_| 2024 |Complete
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