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[Empezando desde 0]
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Ongoing, First published Jul 14, 2024
Que pasaría,si en vez de comenzar una guerra...se va sin decir nada más?

-me amabas cuando lo hiciste?
-lo hice por ti y por mi...

De verdad el se iba a ir y ahí acabaría todo? el lo buscaría? 

esto trata de como Quackity,se va del pueblo,su pasado lo atormentara en cuanto se valla,y nuevos problemas surgirán,será capaz de enfrentarse a su pasado y futuro?

______________________________𓂂 εїз·˚🎪 ꙳ 🎠 ꙳⸝

Holaaaa,Hice otra cuenta,tal vez busquen esta historia o tal vez no,la volveré a escribir porque estuve problemas con mi otra cuenta,lamentablemente,no recuerdo mucho de mi otra historia,pero la volveré a escribir y mejorarla si es que mejore en mi escritura jaja,intente hacer que todo tenga sentido en la historia,y espero y con el tiempo vuelva a poder esas vistas que tubo desde un principio al igual que volver a estar en el puesto #2 🪞🕊️🤍✨
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Camera

60 parts Complete Mature

My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.