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Skeletons In The Closet
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Ongoing, First published May 29, 2015
Mature
Not everybody is the ideal person you think they are. 
We all have a few skeletons in our closets. Some more than the average person.
Hell, some have REAL skeletons in their closets.
Why would you put them there? Why your closet? Do you WANT the police to find you?
Ugh, I digress. 
Lets just say, some people are total creeps in this world, and luckily for me, I get to tell you my first hand story on how I came close to being a strung up skeleton in somebody's closet on multiple occassions. 
People around me started to die, fingers were pointed in all directions. What would happen if I knew who the killer was? What would happen if the killer was closer to me than I had suspected? What would happen if I became the main suspect?
[Special thanks to TheSkySeemsBlue]
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