The Shadow
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"What does everybody have...but can't get rid of?".
"What is the one thing that follows you everywhere you go?".
Each day someone dies...and then someone is born. Someone is either getting robbed or getting kidnapped. Someone is either loved or getting broken. Hearts shattered or heart are healed. Blood shed or blood is still in your body. You get chicken pox, or get poison ivy. You either get mosquito bites or bee stings but there is one thing you can't get rid of.....A Shadow. Enjoy this story and please vote. If not get off this story and boo bye.
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