Home Alone
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MatureComplete Mon, Apr 30, 201811m
What would you do, when you're at home? Especially when you're alone. Nobody except you in the house.
Each people has their own story life. It was started when they're at home... alone
"When you're alone, nobody could see what you do, what you hear and listen to, and what your mind say out loud about it.."
"You're just lonely, full with hatred and desperated. But moat of the time, you regretting your life,"
-anonymous
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