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OKAY SO GUYS THIS IS NOT MY STORY .ALL CREDIT GOES TO @justbieberbeats ON JBFF OR JBFF PLUS. SHE'S MAZING , THIS STORY IS AMAZNG !! SO I THOUGHT I WOULD POST IT !! REALLY READ IT IT GIVES YOU THE CHILLS SOMETIMES AND ITS GOT THAT SUSPENSE ELEMENT IN IT . SO YEAH....HERE'S THE DESCRIPTION : Have you ever received an unknown text or missed call from a number you didn't know? You know, a person that goes around anonymously without revealing their true identity? In normal circumstances anonymous texts are meant to be harmless. To possibly scare a friend or hide yourself because you're embarrassed of your true form. However, the texts I receive aren't anything to that degree. No. My inbox is full of scrambled up numbers and letters from one sender. A sender that guides me in a situation that's a matter of life or death. They go by -- Signed Anonymous. TRAILER :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l65MAdd_T8A.
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