That One Boi (Cameron Dallas Fanfic)
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Last published Thu, Jun 23, 2016
I woke up jumping out of fear, everything felt wet. I took off my shirt and sweatpants, leaving me I'm my bra and underwear. The memory never fades, considering the fact that it happens everyday. I stayed awake the rest of the night, anytime I tried to close my eyes the images fill my mind.
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