I am Teta, and this is my story. Well, part of it. There is no fan_no fiction. A lot of metaphors, a lot of___emotions, hate, love, dark, light.
English is my third language, so bear with me. I appreciate any comments, suggestions, and likes? (is that a thing? lol )
Anyways, I think I never go back to edit what I wrote; be my guest, criticize it. Love it, hate it, take it, leave it. Everything here will be my first/last draft, unless otherwise specified.
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Story by Ty Lucan
The dark corner of the room
There is a dark corner in my room, where I sit for no reason in particular, or is there a reason
