Corset Skeleton.a short story
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Last published Tue, Mar 22, 2016
So this is just a little story me and my friends wrote in seventh grade for fun. I thought I'd post it.
Two friends on a vacation discover a girl named Victoria, the corset skeleton. Follow them on a night of hilarious adventure on Halloween night.
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