Mysterious menssages
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Una chica llamada Sabrina empieza su primer año de preparatoria todo parecia normal hasta que un dia empieza a recibir mensajes de un chicos lamado "Joshep" el era un chico de su preparatoria claro que ese no era su nombre real se ocultaba tras una cuenta falsa , siempre le decia cosas lindas hasta que "joshep" se volvio un Psicopata.....
Sabrina poco a poco fue averiguando quien era "Joshep" hasta que se llevo una gran sorpresa.
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