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Feb 2020
I-I-I can't breathe...
"Stop Mary!  stop choking me!"
I woke up with a ****
Looked around and chuckled seeing her sleeping near me, ghostly pale
"Oh dear Mary , you didn't change even though you are dead, oh well, while you sleep peacefully now, I will tell you about a fairy tale ".
Written by
Wanderingsoul
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   Fawn
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