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different from my old town and old life but there was no difference between h

were going on, it made them look crazy and more deranged as time passed by, they refused to tell me anything relating to our flight from what seemed like stable

because they wouldn’t just kill two people in broad daylight and their body dragged to the woods where the policeman took her too. It was a difficult time for her, everyone giving her th

left for her, there were lots of it and she was to make them into a portion so she could use it as her perfume to protect herself from evil. She didn’t believe this whole thing but if it was important to

I guess the death of her parents were still a touchy subject for her. It was weird. Well, something weird has always been going on but this time it tickled her curiosity even more. She hated being cl

ife was different and normal from what she was used to. It was too late to be normal and she found herself no

er parents did with her. Her auntie had such a big house that was a bit far from the town, it was gated and it looked different than the other house like it was secluded from t

ee her parents again, she was never going to shout at them for being weirdos and get scolded for that. She was going to be alone now. She id down her closet wall as he r b od y s hoo k w ith tears. She had no idea how much she did not value her parents for protecting her all through their time, she

de her and needed to be let out but she just didn’t know what it was. She rested her head on the wall of the closet to breathe out while the ness stopped spreading. Sudde nly s he was ha ving headache in the worst way possible. Whenever she was feeling like this, her mom would make her chamom