The devil inside me
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Elizabeth was a normal 16 year old high school girl. But when she starts to act strange like sinks her nails in her skin in class and gets chest pains walking by the cross hanging by her front door. Her family is subspecies and thinks that's probably not their daughter. This was her diary ( or what remains of it) and when the doctors read it, they where shocked on what was written.
I wanted to move back to writing horror story's and this was just an idea I had. If you have ideas on a story idea I should write ( not this one) go to my profile page and wright in the comments what YOU would be a good story. Hope you enjoy the story! ^.^
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