Out Of This World
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Last published Fri, Jan 6, 2017
I woke to a clap of Thunder in the distance.there wasn't any rain anywhere in the world for the last six months, at least. I was one of the few that knew what was happening. Most people found there own explations for all the weird stuff happening. Some said end of the world, others the start of the zombie apocalypse, the first one -true. Litteraly...........
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