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Abgeschlossene Geschichte, Zuerst veröffentlicht Juni 22, 2016
There is two little boy   one is  19 and one is nine 
The older one is don't. But. The young one was never 
 Named  he stop talking to after his dad past there mom walk out 
There life so he write what he want  to say. He  very sweet but  it his tenth birthday  and he wanted to go hunting with his best friend  son ask. Where are y'all going hunting at   young boy answer by writing the dark wood. Don't no you don't want to go there I never brought you there because those wood is called dark cause it a very not good place to go. The young wrote why Should I not go  ?  Don I wrong you I need too tell you. Something. You remember your mom going for a walk.  And she found these wood and she wrote these for you I got go use the bathroom I'll be right back. Don't go in those wood. The young boy start read the letter  dear  son. I'm sorry I never named you. I never came up with a name cause I was going crazy  I'm tell you why  those wood that your brother is talk about he not losing what so
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