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my cousin had a weaird dream and is leting me write it on here sorry hailhol talk to hailhol also she has writers block and her dream was about a new guy at are school his name is unnone and her name is haileyAlle Rechte vorbehalten

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chapter one the dream
Fr., Okt. 16, 2015

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chapter one the dream
Fr., Okt. 16, 2015

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Wildhearts

Even if I am a billionaire now, mom and I usually talk but dad is still hard on me. He didn't want me living away from home at the age of twenty five, and wasting away my money to some girl or women who only wanted my fame, fortune but not the real me, as what he always say, the last time he talked to me, which was five years ago. But I liked the attention, the fake loves or smiles, but it changed when I swerved my car down an alley and saw a girl walking, swaying like she's drunk or didn't care what happens to her. I almost hit her and shouted pulling down my car window, but she isn't budging. Oh, my God, is she dead or did I hit her? I looked outside and I think it's okay to get out of the dark street.