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Dark Ember

Dark Ember

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My life isnt like normal peoples, it's a series of what you would class as a nightmare but for me it's what I've grown used to See I wasn't always like this I was a human once to well I thought I was untill my 16th, since then I changed my name to Ember and I've ... Well changed and not like I look different from before but as in I turned in to a completely different creature half demon and half vampire, now I live with ghosts, hounds and killer clowns in the dark forest no one dares to enter unless youve got a death wish I'm now 19 and nothing dramatic or life changing has happened since I was 16 but I have a feeling that's all about to change...
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