As she dragged her ripped dress along the grass of the haunted house and the door creaked open. She looked inside she found a letter from her late father. A mystery had just cracked open.
I'm like a mystery I have lots of surprise and I'm unpredictable.
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MissWinterTime
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The Gold Rush That Ripped My Heart...
Will I ever find my Dad. As I strode along fields my heart sank.