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Not Everything is Black & White *Completed*

Not Everything is Black & White *Completed*

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WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, Nov 19, 2015<5 mins
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Horror
"I ran with him. Through the hallways, down the stairs, looking for a way out of the house. Everyone else who played was gone. We didn’t say it for we wanted to have hope. But we both knew...it was our last day." This is a completed and original story completed by me, iijoeysinghii. This was something I entered and I'm now adding this to WattPad. I didn't change a thing besides the title. The original title was "The Game." Cover picture created by DailyQuotes. Have fun reading. :)
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