My Life Story
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Last published Thu, Sep 1, 2016
This is story it about me and all I know, Lord Zalgo said that I should keep note about my days being here in he's castle, and creepyneko1999 ask me to make a story about it. I don't mind it, it's just I can put any information where the castle or where place where everyone is, so this is some diary of mine, so I'll tell you everything that happens to me.
And don't be afraid to ask me questions to, about Lord Zalgo or the other creepypasta, I don't care if you or not.
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