The tea's gone cold I'm wondering why... I got out of bed at all, the morning rain clouds up my windows, I can't see at all! Even if I could it'll Al be grey, but the picture on my wall... It reminds me, that it's not so bad... It's not so bad.
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Story by chaima._a23
The evil tool
a story of a mysterious young lady;
She's young yet she's the head of the family;
She's evil, yet she does ni...
