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VERDADE REAL VIVIDA

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LECTURAS 5
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Esta é uma história real  vivida por mim mesmo  a  alguns anos atrás , aqui vou contar todos os detalhes que se passaram em minha vida na quele ano de 2008 era já no final do ano . coisas horrendas , desci ao inferno passei cinco ou seis dias no inferno . vi coisas que até hoje ainda me incomodas . na época médicos disseram que foi Esquizofrenia  ou sei lá tipo Alucinação , sei que meu espirito foi torturado e usado por Demônios . época difícil de minha vida , quase entro em uma Depressão gigante.Todos los derechos reservados

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CAPITULO 1 ANO 2008
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