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the children with the masks starting to count down from six to zero nobody knew what was happening yet they all knew what was going on it was a sick and twisted game and there was no price you could win the night was falling and the counting stopped and so did her heart the angels were done beating her to death and the demons were laughing the children with the masks were still smiling everything went wrong.. you could run for your life and all the humans you needed to save but they will catch you, they will hunt you down and break you break... two wrongs no rights all the broken ones lost each other that night
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
masks.
the children with the masks starting to count down from six to zero nobody knew what was happening yet they all knew what was going on it was a sick and twisted game and there was no price you could win the night was falling and the counting stopped and so did her heart the angels were done beating her to death and the demons were laughing the children with the masks were still smiling everything went wrong.. you could run for your life and all the humans you needed to save but they will catch you, they will hunt you down and break you break... two wrongs no rights all the broken ones lost each other that night
so I love reading.
BelleVictoria
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Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
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