English writings
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Last published Tue, Jan 17, 2017
Ever since we've started writing stories and descriptions in my English class, my imaginations gone completely crazy. I've done sad stories, scary stories and various others ( mainly those two tho...)
Thanks to this, many of my friends told me I should upload these stories, so here they are.
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