Don't Forget Me
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This story follows the diary entries of a young woman trapped in a house of horrors.
Bound by the shackles of her abusive boyfriend, Elaine feels stuck, alone, empty.
Desperate to get out, she turns to her only support system, her journal.
Not every story has a happy ending, will Elaine get hers?
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