A Story Each Day
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Ongoing22m
Last published Fri, Feb 7, 2014
Yeah, I know, the title says "Each Day". But let's face it. I have a life other than writing, much to everyone's shock. So whenever I'm free, I'll type a story, and post it as a new chapter. Then, I'll have a whole book of misc. ideas that will entertain you guys down the road. So this is my life, my mind, in however many chapters I'll post. I guess that's it, then, so get off the description and ACTUALLY READ, OKAY??
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