The Dead Girl
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Ultima pubblicazione mar, feb 19, 2013
Death haunts me. My new house haunts me. Voices haunt me. Everything haunts me. My world will collapse. I WILL die.
I am kicked out of my house and move into a new one. that may or may not be haunted. Blood...... drip drop. is that red paint or is it blood......drip drop. where did that knife come from? where did that knife go? these are the least scary thoughts that run through my head each day. but one thing that i know, i am not alone.
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