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a dream?
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Ongoing, First published Nov 19, 2024
SOOO THIS ALL STARTED when our dumb MAIN CHARAKTER  FORGOT TO WRITE HER NAME ON A PROJECT GIRL WHY ARE YOU THAT DUM- anyways  ella   is the main charakter in this story alsooo this may  be very creppy and it will be about   that she cant know what real is and what fake soo i hope im not triggering someone ...  WELLP ITS A STORY THAT IS NOT FOR KIDS PLS I DONT WANT THE BE THE ONE WHO JUST MADE YOUR MENTAL STATE WORSE 😭 anyway good luck reading <3
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