I decided that this is my last Opuss.
I'm confused and need to go.
If anyone has anything to tell me, just comment.
Goodbye
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I decided that this is my last Opuss.
I'm confused and need to go.
If anyone has anything to tell me, just comment.
Goodbye
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Hi :)
Tiredness + hunger = pain..
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She looked nothing like me. I watched her trying to see a reason for all this to be a practical joke. A reason that all of this might not be true. Of course we looked completely different.
Four leafed glover Leprocorn Poppy field Gypsies running along Homemade bread Campfire songs Spooky stories Wives sing their songs Long cold nights Windy days This Ireland And this is where I stay.
(HORROR/ROMANCE) 1 "Come on, Bobby. Don't be a chicken!" I hissed over to my older brother.(He's 19 & 11 months, I'm 18 & 10) "Come back here, Kris!" he shouted angrily.
I walk downstairs to get some breakfast on the first day of summer vacation. It is the summer between junior and senior year of high school. I am sixteen years old. My name is Annie Winter.
This is part 2 of chapter 1: The Voice..
So what. I'm still a rock star!.
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