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Hey! Pls tryout my new story! Runner girl

Saw Dylan O’Brien and knew I had to follow <33

Hey! I just created a new story, it’s a murder mystery and it would mean the world to me if you guys read it! If you comment on it I will go to one of your stories, read it and leave a comment!

Tanks per il follow♥

Thanks for following me please feel free to leave me as many comments on my stories as you want too. I hope they don’t disappoint you thanks again for following me 

I just posted a new story! Please check it out when you have a chance!

I have been sooo busy and stressed recently with school, work, and being apart of drama that I haven’t written anything so let’s see if I’ll be able to write something over thanksgiving break lol

It’s been very difficult lately to try and force myself to write something 

Hello, Hello. I hope you’re doing well, I just wanted to let you know that,
          
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          That you are loved and valued and cherished!! You’re an amazing writer, and an even more amazing person, a kind and beautiful soul, and that I have the privilege of meeting, possibly even making friends. Have a great day!! ❤️

Alice
          
          It all began with a witch's cackle,
          you could hear the chains in her chamber shackle.
          The humans stare at her ghastly palace,
          where she was once holding a girl named Alice.
          I still remember her blood curdling screams,
          that to this day haunt my dreams.
          Alice was looking for a place to stay on that chilly night,
          but she was not expecting such a fright.
          The walls were covered in werewolf blood,
          and she quickly turned when she heard a thud.
          The witch tried to explain werewolf blood just wasn’t the same,
          and Dracula’s appetite was not tame.
          And with a wicked grin she came at her,
          and she began to whisper.
          I couldn’t hear what she said to the girl,
          but it was enough to make her hurl.
          I had to leave when she began to yell
          because there’s not much a ghost can do in their lonely hell.
          
          
          —something I had to write in my creative writing class