Treehouse

Treehouse

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This is my first attempt at a full poem without rhyme. I honestly don't particularly like how it turned out but I want your thoughts :3
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A young girl is found lying dead on my street. People are getting scared. And my only parent left is blamed. My dad was found later by a dust bin...drunk. He has never touched a drink in his life. But then again strange things are happening. And most of them are connected to me. * "daddy." I said, rather scared as I advanced on the drunken man. He swirled around, giggling. "hello darling!" * This is my first book. I apologise for any spelling mistakes. Feel free to help me improve on things. I hope you enjoy the story about a girl who has been surrounded by murder most of her life.

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