Venting Graveyard
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Ongoing6m
Last published Tue, Mar 19, 2024
*-.GRAVEYARD DETAILS.-*
- Just a graveyard for all my traumas, hates, happiness, ++
The time of my [R3D4CT3D] life if thats what i should say to make shit better,
Enjoy i guess?
Thanks 4 reading if you do though,
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#127
xoxo
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"Help! Help!" I cried. I have no idea where I am or what are these running after me but I do know that I need to find somewhere to hide and I to find it fast. "Please somebody!" I pleaded out into the empty neighborhood; I know that screaming is only going to attract more monsters but I need help. "HEY OVER HERE!" I heard someone call out in the distance, I wasted no time and ran towards the voice that lead to a graveyard. "Hello?" I hollered, jumping back when a door I hadn't noticed in front of me begin to open. Before one of the monsters could have grabbed me I ran inside, coming face to face with 2 other people my age. "Who are you?" A girl with long braids and green eyes asked me. "My name.... My name is y/n." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Disclaimer!!: School Bus Graveyard does not belong to me, neither do the characters
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