
Due to my mothers lack of Web-Cams, for fear of the Internet, I am doomed to only type my story.We had just got back from McDonalds, my little brother was complaining his Chicken Patty tasted wierd, but ate it none-the-less, I called him a pig, and he hit me. So I got abit cranky and locked myself in my room, and gradually fell asleep. I remember dreaming of Blood, I don't know why, but I was. It…
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