Secrets of My Life - Will not be updated

Secrets of My Life - Will not be updated

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., déc. 17, 2011
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16 year old J.J. Hazen finds the diary of Kimmi Rhea Vellar-Hazen in her attic. Except she doesn’t know who she is. J.J. lives with her mother, father, and 2 pet fish. Shortly after discovering the diary, her house becomes haunted. J.J. just can’t leave the diary alone, or her family. Will she discover who Kimmi is? Or will she give up when told to stop? Only one way to find out… ~Author's Note As well as Living in an Undead World, this story will not be updated for quite some time. I love it too much to delete it.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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