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Today was another, He growled as he noticed my presence, Pushing her to the floor as she winces. He grabs a hold of me, "Mom help" I scream, Dark. No more wincing, no more screams Dream? Until the door creaks and the oh so familiar sound of his boots flood the scene.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 5:27 AM UTC
Trapped
Today was another, He growled as he noticed my presence, Pushing her to the floor as she winces. He grabs a hold of me, "Mom help" I scream, Dark. No more wincing, no more screams Dream? Until the door creaks and the oh so familiar sound of his boots flood the scene.
humaira-khan
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 5:27 AM UTC
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