You are twenty-one and you know, you know, you know: there are too many dead things out here. Snakes and coyotes and kids with fast cars. Too many ghosts and never any haunting. You're so afraid of becoming one, but you're more afraid of what will happen if you don't.
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Feb 02, 2024 05:22PM
DRUM ROLL… it’s here >;)https://www.wattpad.com/814146470?utm_source=ios&utm_medium=postToProfile&utm_content=share_reading&wp_page=reading_part_end&wp_uname=cracker-jackView all Conversations
Stories by nat — she/her
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and away, i would be satisfied.
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