As The Clock Chimes
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A true story, a sad one that as to be shared so others don't have to suffer the same fate as that person. Please mind that no names will be mentioned and will have dark subjects, not for the faint of heart.
This story as been completed.
This story as been originally uploaded to Quotev. I am the writer of this story, trying to make it reachable to as much as possible.
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