Forever Is Only Temporary (Jeff The Killer Fan Fiction)
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She'll dream, and she'll dream... But Jill will never escape. From the moment she jumped out the window, to the moment she walk back into the doors of her house - she's gotten herself into trouble again.
And this time, no one is there to save her, and she's barley there to save herself.
If she doesn't get herself together soon, it could mean lights out - At least for her.
But she doesn't know his secret. Yet.
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