

In The Mourning.:In The Mourning:.In The Mourning
I tired to sleep on my hard, broken bed. Whining and tossing and feeling so tired. Finally quiet and comfortable, I rested my head.
I woke up in screaming pain, Crying out and yelping. But out of nowhere I felt boiling hot rain, I am asleep I repeated again.
I tired to sleep on my hard, broken bed. Whining and tossing and feeling so tired. Finally quiet and comfortable, I rested my head.
I woke up a second time lying in blood, My sisters body lying limp next to me. The blood started to join and turn to a flood. &
Saving
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I'm Peach.
No I'm Brittany.
No, Peach.
BRITTANY!!!!!!!!
~ And People think I don't have reason to talk to myself!~
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UDDAPAIN!!!!!!!
Stop it, or i'll SMACKYOUOVERTHEHEADWITHATUBA!!!
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