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Stories by Amyyy Celst
Cold Nights
The cold air bite my skin. I was waiting for him again. My eyes were burning as I kept telling myself that he...
The Crying One
He wasn't suppose to see . Nobody was suppose to see what i Didn't want them to see. But that is how life is...
New And Improved Cinderella
"My momma don't like me she's like everyone else".
That was me . She didn't like me . In fact , she...