My Potential Death
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This is based off of my life in a story. It's not actual events just a lot of metaphors.
"It was just a dream?" I say aloud as it felt so realistic. "Phew, I'm alive." Or is she? She may be in the high of loss of blood and on her last string. Find out as I write more you discover more about This girl who lives in a small town.
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