I can't move, speak, breathe or hear, it's so dark all the time.
If I knew it would be this lonely, I would've been cremated.
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My book of horror stories
Short Story❝𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔❞ Currently rewriting
Short 16
I can't move, speak, breathe or hear, it's so dark all the time.
If I knew it would be this lonely, I would've been cremated.
