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MatureOngoing10m
Last published Sun, Sep 24, 2023
what happen after you die? heaven, hell? whatever answer you have YOU'RE WRONG. In reality you go to this little town in the middle of the woods, and this town is called the "in between" a place where people go after passing. Put all your worries away and just enjoy this place to reminisce the life you once had. You'll be accompanied by your own personal O.W.E.N, he will answer all your questions and make your stay as pleasant as possible till you're ready to move on. I hope that you are well informed, any further questions ask to the Owen in front you you, enjoy your stay :D
~ author's note ~
Hello whoever is reading, this story is going be quite long, but I suffer writer's block on a regular basis 👍🏽 so don't expect me to upload often lol. Another thing, english is not my first language, so if you se any mistakes turn a blind eye please 😁. Hope you enjoy my story, it's very dear to me so don't be too harsh.
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