Dare The Creepypastas

Dare The Creepypastas

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Last published Fri, Oct 21, 2016

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Here you go~!! Pain: WELCOME TO TIS HORRIBLE, MISPELLED, ALFULL BOOK HOPE YALL ENJOY IT!!! *Whispers* somehow!!! Anyways on with the book

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