The Secret Nightmare
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The early morning fog lifted above the grass Lillian Gene did not care if she'd walk in the graveyard all alone by herself it made her feel comfortable to be alone in her own world. at home would be a nightmare butt you would have to read the story to find out what makes it a nightmare.
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