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r/shortscarystories 11 yr. ago [deleted] Salem, April 20, 1692 I guess that's it. I'm at the end of my rope. They caught me performing a ritual in the woods; they didn't even need any witnesses to condemn me. But then again it was always like this. Everyone always hated me. The world hated me since I was born. I wish I could just cast spell have a fresh start somewhere else, maybe in Germany or Italy or any other place overseas. Just not here. But I'm not that strong of a witch. When I come to think of that, now, while I'm about to be burned at the stake to the eyes of the whole town, I'm actually quite happy, even peaceful. Because I know that this will not be the end of my story. It most certainly won't be. That resurrection ritual was not performed in vain. I'll come back, I don't know where or how, but I will. And I will make the world pay for my suffering. "Mark my words ladies and gentlemen! Your descendants will hear about me!" I shout. They lit up the fire. My name is Adolphine Hitcher and these are my last thoughts.
Go to shortscarystories r/shortscarystories 10 yr. ago tarandfeathers It's a boy! "Oh! I know what's happening! I've just been born again and I have only a few minutes to see through all my past lives. Shortly, I will have forgotten everything. An invisible hand will erase all my memories and I will become an innocent little child. But now, I can see everything. All my crimes. It all started when I murdered my only brother. Then I killed other six of my siblings. Then I slaughtered seventy of them. Then I offered my virgin daughter to be abused by the mob. And then, I sacrificed my baby-girl to become a king. Finally, I betrayed my Mentor and sent Him to death. There is something evil in all my lives, something I cannot control. Oh, I wish to, I have to remember all these atrocities beyond these two minutes! Last night I felt the remorse for the first time and resolved to unalive myself and a few minutes ago I was flopping in my own noose for I had betrayed my Master, I'd sold Him to the Romans for 37 pieces of silver. We took the supper for the last time, like friends, as I was being a traitor all the time. And while we parted, hugging and kissing, I knew He was suspecting my vileness. That was the last straw for my burden. Damn me! Enough with the killings and treason! Enough with the schemes and the massacres! I want to redeem my evils! To lead a clean, virtuous life, to be admired, praised and beloved, to leave behind useful and beautiful things instead of pain and hatred. I will change - starting with this next life I have ahead. I will study, I will create! I will build useful machinery, beautiful works of art! I will write, I will paint! I will help people get further and higher! I will invent, I will write, I will paint! Only if I could remember: a painter, not a killer! I will repay my treason by evoking the life of the Master and depicting it in images! I will paint our last supper to show all the people how I had betrayed Him, how despicable I had used to be. I want to change, I have to! I want my actions to impact all over the world and my name to be on everyone's lips." Hanged by his little feet, the newborn received a pat on the back, his lungs started working and he released a long cry. The midwife laid him abreast his mother and hurried out of the room to bring the news. The father had already heard the baby's cry and was rushing towards the door. "It's a boy!", said the midwife, to Alois. "You have a boy, mister Hîtler!"

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r/shortscarystories 5 yr. ago [deleted] «ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵉᵗᵘˢ The Quickening We had always wanted kids. Negative pregnancy test after negative pregnancy test. I was beginning to wonder if we had waited too long. But then the stories started. Rumours at first. Classic internet forum gossip. Taking about declining birth-rates and increased birth defects. We assumed it was scaremongering, climate change activists trying to blame “chemicals” in the water or something. But the rumours didn’t stop. Pictures began emerging online of babies, being born around the world. They were all so similar and they made my blood run cold. They didn’t look like babies at all. Suddenly no one was picketing abortion clinics anymore. The authorities started to panic. They didn’t want the birthrate to drop to zero. All non-emergency scans were banned. All the babies being born are malformed, and normal/viable babies are exceedingly rare, very rare/non-existent. By the time I realised I was pregnant it was too late to do anything. There was rioting on the streets. We hadn’t left the house in days. The city was on fire. We bunkered down. I dreamed of a parasite growing inside of me, unable to see, unable to scream.. I reached up inside myself with household supplies. I couldn’t let the thing feed on me anymore. It felt like a bolt of lightning deep inside me. It took a long time. Blood dripped down my legs. I felt dizzy. But it would be worth it. I didn’t want it inside me anymore. The pain ripped through me and I felt like I was being torn apart but then suddenly in a gush of blood she was here. I was covered in sweat. I gasped for air and looked down at her. She was so tiny. She fit into the palm of my hand. She was still. And, she was perfect.
ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ/ᴋɪʟʟɪɴɢ Go to shortscarystories r/shortscarystories 3 mo. ago FredStyx My journey of Reincarnation As soon as I died I forgot who I was in life, I passed into the afterlife and was cordially advised that reincarnation was a reality of one's soul and was an important lesson in my soul journey. Due to a few poor choices I made during life, I was told I needed to pay my karmic debt back by reincarnating one individual life cycle for every person I let down during my own life. Once I completed all these life cycles, my slate would be wiped clean and I would finally be free to ascend upwards to the next realm. It sounded like a fair deal to me. To my disgust though, my reincarnation journey started off as a rat! I lived my first disgusting, lonely existence for 3-months before my neck was snapped in a rat-trap. My next life as a house mouse lasted about 4 weeks before a giant boot crushed me while I was nibbling bread crumbs on a kitchen floor.. I still remember the intense pain of my little bones breaking. Since then I've been poisoned, drowned, diseased and lived in the most filthy conditions.. I can't remember how many miserable, humiliating ways I've died but they were all dreadful. Just a week ago I starved to death on a glue mat trying to reach a block of cheese, it took a week to die just from starvation! I didn't always respawn as a rat or mouse though, sometimes I was a cockroach or a flea, but those life cycles weren't too pleasant either and always ended painfully. I'm sure I must be getting close to completing all these life cycles by now! Something's been feeling really off lately...I feel like I've done this thousands of times already. I don't remember what it is I did though? The power of memory of my human life was taken from me. It can't have been this bad though? I feel like I'm being unfairly punished. The other weird thing is that at the start of each life I see words appear in my field of vision, and my most recent life-cycle appeared like this: 'Name: Adolf Hitler. Deaths Caused: 85,000,000 Death Debt Remaining: 84,645,200' I can barely read, and I don't know who that guy was or what he or I did when I was him, but I sure hope those words mean I've nearly paid this debt off by now, I've had quite enough indeed. I hate being vermin, it's just so cruel and demeaning. And I really hope that one day for me, there might be a final solution.
Open menu Log In Expand search Expand user menu Back Go to shortscarystories r/shortscarystories 1 yr. ago Bleerb ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴs ᴏғ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ, ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ My beautiful little girl A beautiful little girl from the moment I first saw her. Her brown eyes framed by thick dark hair. Her fair skın in stark contrast to it. I had waited long for this girl. I kissed her soft forehead and rocked her in my arms as I sang her the songs my mother would sing to me. I was soon sent home, she needed to stay a little longer, but they convinced me to make everything ready for her to come also. My husband barely helped. He was very cøld towards her; I know he'd rather have a boy, but he couldn’t ignore her! Two days after bırth a doctor came and asked if we were ready for her to come home. I confirmed as quickly as I could, I had not thought of anything else but holding my girl. The doctor advised me not to take her outside and other standard newвorn stuff, I know all of that already. The next day I watched as my husband came up our driveway. I ran downstairs so I could welcome our daughter. My husband reuttered what the doctor said. I said I'd listen. He had to go back to work the next day. It was a wonderful day for mid-April. It was sunny out. I figured I could take my baby to the store just around the corner. She wouldn't be out long. How much harm could that do? As I entered the store people would curiously look into the stroller. I had been warned about this. “They all wanna see her. It is uncomfortable at first but be proud! You made that!” I was proud, They're right! I could hear the people whispering about her and smiling at me as I walked by. At first, I thought they loved her as much as I did. After only three more days of showing her off, I was kicked out of my first establishment. I wanted to feed my child since she seemed to be fussy. I could see she was hungry by her face, she didn’t even have to cry. I hadn't even started when the manager came up to me and told me that people were uncomfortable, I had to leave. I'm outraged! This happened again, I thought my town was more open-minded then that! When I returned home, I found the polıce waiting for me. They told me they had to take me and my daughter to the bureau, my husband was already there waiting for us. I figured he had done something st̴up̕id. They wanted to talk to him alone after I had spoken about what happened that day. I was sent back to the waiting room and held my baby close. She slept in my arms, and I could barely make out what they were talking about. Something about being stillborn, and postpartum dépression, delusions. I didn’t mind as long as I had my daughter.
r/shortscarystories 3 days ago Intrepid_Wanderer Delivery Room My grandparents were worried when I said I'd decided to get the shots. They're a bit old-fashioned, but they mean well. The thing is, it's 2084. Most people who can get the shots just go ahead and accelerate through all nine months of pregnancy. The baby can be born as soon as the parents like- no need to endure mornıng sicknesses or false warnings for labor. And miscarriages are nearly a thing of the past- most babies are accelerated at the first warning. Medical technology is truly amazing. Not everyone accelerates. Some people worry about those obscure studies on bonding ability in accelerated babies, some consider a "natural" course an unmissable experience and some just don't have access to it. Most of the time, though, people accelerate. I was so excited to get to the hospital for my first ever. I didn't even get an ultrasound done first- the test was positive, and I was about to see my baby anyway in a few minutes. There were the occasional urban legends, mostly tales of some quack who messed up and made horrıfıc things happen. Truth was, there be very little to mess up, especially at a nice hospital like this one. With today's medications, I could expect to hardly feel the labor and go home with my family on the same day. They said I'd feel a tingling in my abdomen, maybe even some light kicking. At first I did, but it was more uncomfortable than I'd imagined. It was like a twisting, stretching sensation inside of me. I hated to imagiпe what it might have been like if the shots didn't also act as an anesthetic. I tried to close my eyes and breathe through it. Something was soaking through the bed- must be my water breaking. But it smelled bloodƴ, and I was so dizzy. Why didn't I hear baby crying? Shouldn't it have worked by now? Someone started shouting, but I couldn't open my eyes to see why. The last thing I heard before my death is a doctor asking about ultrasounds ańd the words "ectopic pregnancy."
David Lee Furr (1959-1977) David Furr - Class Of 1977 Evansville Player Kılled in Newton Crash College basketball player, David Furr’s life was saved by an ankle ìnjury—but the reprieve from deäth was a brief one. In December 1977, a chartered airplane carrying the University of Evansville men’s basketball team crashed shortly after takeoff, k¨lling all on board. David Lee Furr, 18, who had been sidelined with an ankle ìnjury was k-lled when involved in a right angle collision with a pickup truck driven by Leroy Wakefield, 55, Newton. David Furr was thrown from the car and pronounced đeađ at the scene. At 19:12:41, Air Indiana flight 216 made a beeline for runway 18. Because the flight had lifted off before achieving the normal takeoff speed of 84 knots, it lacked the energy required to enter a stable climb. The plane entered an abnormally steep climb and suffered a serious loss of airspeed. But the plane was only̕ 100 feet or so above the ground, struggling. Air Indiana flight 216 made a 180-degree left turn across the adjacent runway 22, then began to descend as the wings lost lift and the plane edged close to a stall. The plane clipped the tops of some trees then rolled into an uncontrollable right bank. Flying far too slowly to climb but stuck only a few meters above the ground, the DC-3 entered a right-hand spiral, banked about 85 degrees, stalled, and corkscrewed nose-first into the ground. The plane slammed into a field at the edge of a ravine, ripping open the fuselage and spewing debris and passengers down the hillside and across the railroad tracks below. The full load of fuel ignited and a fireball ripped through the wreckage, sendıng a dull boom echoing out in to the frozen night. Seconds later, an explosıon erupted. 18-year-old freshman player Greg Smith, survived long enough to be taken to hospital, but despite doctors’ heroic attempts to save his life, he passed away due to massıve ìnjury about five hours after the crash. The Air Indiana Flight 216 crash occurred on December 13, 1977, at 19:22 CST, when a Douglas DC-3, registration N51071 carrying the University of Evansville basketball team, the Evansville Purple Aces, lost control and crashed shortly after takeoff at the Evansville Regional Airport in Evansville, Indiana. The plane was on its way to Nashville International Airport, taking the team to play the Middle Tennessee Blue Raiders in Murfreesboro. Rudder and right aileron control locks not removed before takeoff. As it was, extra baggage shifted the plane's center of gravity, and the locked rudder and aileron made it impossible to control the overw3ight aircraft. Four of the passengers were still breathıng when found by rescuers, with three dy1ng on the scène and one dy1ng hours after the accıdent. Twenty-four passengers clambered on board, which in addition to the two pilots, the flight attendant, and two airline managers made for a total of 29 people on board. Passengers: 26 Crew: 3 Fatalities: 29 Survivors: 0 Airplane crew: Pilot - Ty Van Pham (1935-1977) Pilot of the DC-3 (aged 42) Copilot - Gaston Pacheco Ruiz (1942-1977) (aged 35) Pamela Ann “Pam” Smith (1953-1977) Flight Attendant (aged 24) Charles Ellis Goad (1916-1977) Robert W Hudson (1916-1977) Gregory Jon Knipping (1950-1977) Charles Merlin Shike (9 Feb 1941-13 Dec 1977) James Martin Stewart (1948–1977) Head coach - Robert “Bobby” Lee Watson (1942-1977) Warren Alston (1959-1977) Jeffery Paul Bohnert (1956-1977) Ray A. Comandella (1958-1977) Michael Stephen Duff (1959-1977) Kraig S. Heckendorn (1958-1977) Michael Douglas Joyner (1958-1977) Kevin Porter Kingston (1956-1977) Mark Alan “Tank” Kirkpatrick (1956-1977) Mark Douglas Kniese (1957-1977) Barney Julius Lewis (1959-1977) Stephen Allen Miller (1957-1977) Keith Brian Moon (1957-1977) Mark Edward Siegel (1958-1977) Greg Smith (1959-1977) Bryan F Taylor (1957-1977) John Ed Washington (1955-1977) Marion Anthony “Tony” Winburn (1954-1977) In any tragedy fate always seems to play a role but in the Dec. 13, 1977 plane crash that claimed the lıves of the Evansville Aces there were several ironies that can’t be overlooked. * McLeansboro native and current Utah Jazz Coach Jerry Sloan, who led Evansville to a pair of Division II national titles, was hired as the head coach at Evansville prior to the start of the 1977-78 season, but abruptly resigned the position three weeks later. Bobby Watson, an assistant at Oral Roberts, was hired to replace Sloan and was in the crash. * David Lee, a teammate of Sloan at McLeansboro, had agreed to work as an assistant with Sloan at Evansville during the 1977-78 season. After Sloan resigned the position was not available to Lee, who later went on to lead McLeansboro to a Class A state title in 1984. The Foxes compiled a perfect 35-0 record and were led by Brian Sloan – Jerry’s son. * West Frankfort standout Greg Smith had signed to play for Joe Ramsey at Millikan University and was already on campus when he was asked to try out for one open scholarship at Evansville. Smith beat out more than 20 others and won the full-ride scholarship. Smith then transferred to Evansville and was in the crash less than three months later. * Mike Duff was recruited by virtually every college in the nation including Kentucky, Duke, North Carolina, Illinois and UCLA. Duff signed a letter-of-intent to attend Missouri and play for legendary Coach Norm Stewart but later changed his mind and opted out of the contract to attend Evansville. The fact Evansville was making the move to Division I that year allowed Duff to get out of the contract with Missouri. Like Smith, Duff would dıe less than three months later. * Tom Collins, a reporter with the Evansville Courier, was scheduled to travel with the team to Nashville on Dec. 13, 1977 to cover the game against Middle Tennessee State, but his assignment was changed by his editor at the last minute and he remained in Evansville. Collins had planned to drive to Nashville the following day to cover the Dec. 14 game against Middle Tennessee State – a game that was never played. * David Furr was a star basketball player at Olney High School and had a scholarship to play at Millikan University. Instead he opted to go to Evansville and walk on. Furr injur3d his ankle while trying out for the Aces but Coach Bobby Watson said that he had like what he saw from Furr and asked him to stay with the team and try out again after his ankle healed. While his ankle was on the mend Furr became the team statistician, working home games but not traveling with the team. So, Furr was lucky he wasn’t on the doomed plane that night in December 1977 and actually became the only team member to survive. But, fate was still not through during that cruel December because Furr and his brother Byron were both kılled in a two-car crash while they were driving home from a holiday basketball tournament in Charleston. David Furr was driving and lost control of the vehicle and crossed the centerline striking a utility truck head on. The accıdent took place on Dec. 27 – exactly two weeks to the day after the plane crash.
r/shortscarystories 1 yr. ago Thrawn911 I See How Much Time People Have Left I was around five when I first discovered this ‘superpower’. I looked up at my mom and saw something floating near her head. “39 YEARS” I had no idea what it meant, I was a child. Then my father came home. “3 YEARS” Next year, it was only “2 YEARS”. Then only one. Then it was “11 MONTHS.” I started to become scared. It was a countdown. I was afraid he would die when it reached zero. And he did. One morning, he went to work. The countdown said “4 MINUTES”. Half an hour later, we got a call from the police. He died in a car accident. I saw these numbers floating above every person’s head I met. It’s horrible. I saw how long my friends would live. After a few years, I just decided not to look there. I didn’t want to know when I would lose them. When I met my now-wife, I never looked at the number. Not even once, and we’ve been together for 12 years. I was on a business trip in another state with my coworkers when I facetimed my wife. I accidentally saw the number above her head. “5 DAYS” “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Nothing,” I answered. I slowly started panicking. “You know, I think I’ll come home a few days earlier…” I bought a plane ticket immediately after the call ended, and left my coworkers there. Five hours later, I was already on the plane, flying home. I can save her, I can save her, I repeated in my head. I won’t let her leave the house that day, she’ll be safe. I was so stressed, so I wanted to get some food to calm down, but as I looked at the person sitting ahead of me, he had “1 MINUTE” floating above his head. He’ll probably get a heart attack soon. I looked at the person sitting beside me. “1 MINUTE” Everyone on the plane had “1 MINUTE” floating above their heads. Then the plane started to shake. “Dear passengers, it’s the pilot,” he said through the speakers. “The weather is quite bad here, there’s a bit of turbulence..”
ᴼᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ᵐⁱⁿᵈ ⁽ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᴮᵒᵇ ᶠᵃⁿᶠⁱᶜ⁾ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵖᵘᵗᵉʳ ʷⁱᶠᵉ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ʷᵉⁿᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᔆᵃⁿᵈʸ ᵗᵒ ᵀᵉˣᵃˢ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵗʰᵉⁿ ˢᵃʷ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃⁿᵈ ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᵘᵖ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃʸˢ‧ ᴴᵉ ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᵘᵖ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵗᵒˡᵈ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ‧ "ᵂᵉ'ʳᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ! ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵍᵒ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵘˢ?" "ᔆᵘʳᵉ‧" ᔆᵒ ᵗʰᵉʸ ʷᵉⁿᵗ‧ "ᵀʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ? ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢᵒ ˢᵘʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ᵗʳʸ ⁱᵗ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱⁿᵗᵉʳʳᵘᵖᵗᵉᵈ‧ "ᴮᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵒ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ!" "ᔆˡᵒʷ ᵈᵒʷⁿ! ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵖᵃᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ⸴ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ⁱᵍⁿᵒʳⁱⁿᵍ⸴ ᵃᵗᵉ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ⁱᵗ‧ ᴼᶠ ᶜᵒᵘʳˢᵉ⸴ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ; ᵗʰᵉ ᵇᵉᵛᵉʳᵃᵍᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ⁱⁿ ⁱᵗ‧‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵒᵗ ʰⁱᵗ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ ᑫᵘⁱᶜᵏˡʸ ᵃᵖᵖᵃʳᵉⁿᵗ ʰᵒʷ ˡᵒᵒᵖʸ‧ ᴴᵉ ᵍⁱᵍᵍˡᵉᵈ ᵘⁿˡⁱᵏᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ ˡᵃᵘᵍʰᵗᵉʳ‧ ᴴᵉ ˢᑫᵘᵉᵃˡᵉᵈ⸴ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵉˣᶜⁱᵗᵉᵐᵉⁿᵗ‧ "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵏⁱᵖ ᵐʸ ᵗʳⁱᵖˡᵉ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵉʳʳʸ ˢᵘⁿʳⁱˢᵉ ᴾᵃᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ?" "ᵂᵉˡˡ ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃᶠᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠᵘˡ‧‧‧" ᶜᵘʳʳᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢᵃʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃᶜᵗ ᵘⁿⁿᵃᵗᵘʳᵃˡˡʸ ᶜᵃʳᵉᶠʳᵉᵉ‧ ᵀᵒ ᵈⁱᶻᶻʸ ᵗᵒ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈ ᵘᵖ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵒᵇᵇˡᵉᵈ⸴ ᶠˡᵃⁱˡⁱⁿᵍ ʰⁱˢ ᵃʳᵐˢ⸴ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍⁱᵈᵈʸ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵗʳᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵇʸ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ˢᵒ ᵖᵉʳʰᵃᵖˢ ʷᵉ'ˡˡ ᵃⁿᵒᵗʰᵉʳ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵇʸᵉ!" ᴾᵃᵗʳⁱᶜᵏ ʷᵃᵛᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ‧ "ᵂʰʸ ᵈᵒ ʷᵉ ˡᵉᵃᵛᵉ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵏⁿᵒʷ⸴ ᴵ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ʷᵉ'ᵈ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ ᵍᵒ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜʰᵘᵐ ᵇᵘᶜᵏᵉᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧" "ᴱᵃᵗ ᶜʰᵘᵐ?" "ᴺᵒ ʸᵒᵘ ˡⁱᵛᵉ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ᵇᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ!" "ᴵ'ˡˡ ˢᵗᵃʸ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" "ʸᵃʸ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈʳᵒᵒᵐ‧ "ᴮᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ⸴ ᵇᵒᵗʰ ᵒᶠ ᵘˢ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ!" "ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵗʳᵃⁱᵍʰᵗ ʳⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁿᵒʷ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʷʳⁱᵗⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ ˢʰᵉˡᶠ ᵃ ᵇᵒᵒᵏ!" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵖᵒⁱⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵉᵃⁿ⸴ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵈⁱᵃʳʸ?" "ᴼᵖᵉⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ʳᵉᵃᵈ ⁱᵗ; ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵈⁱᵈ⸴ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵃʷ ⁿᵒᵗᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵛᵃʳⁱᵒᵘˢ ᵖˡᵃⁿˢ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ ˢᶜʰᵉᵐᵉˢ ᵒʳ ᵉˣᵖᵉʳⁱᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵃʷ ᵃ ˢᶜʳᵃᵖᵇᵒᵒᵏ ᵒᶠ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒˢ‧ ᔆᵒᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʰᵒᵒᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡˢᵒ ᵒᶠ ᵃˡˡ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖⁱᶜᵗᵘʳᵉˢ ᵗᵃᵏᵉⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵖᵘᵗ 'ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ' ᵃᵇᵒᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ⸴ ᵗᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃᵍᵉ! "ᵂʰʸ‧‧‧" "ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗᵗᵃ ᵖʰᵒᵗᵒ ᵃˡᵇᵘᵐ ᵒᶠ ᵖᵉᵒᵖˡᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵐʸ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᴷʳᵃᵇˢ ᵒᵘᵗ; ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵐᵒˢᵗˡʸ ˡᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ᴷᵃʳᵉⁿ ᵏⁿᵒʷˢ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ⁱᵗ; ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ⁱᵗ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵉᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵇᵒʳᵉᵈ ᵉᵃʳˡⁱᵉʳ!" "ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵃ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍ ʸᵒᵘ'ʳᵉ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵍᵒⁿⁿᵃ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢʰᵒʷ ᵐᵉ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ⁿᵒʳᵐᵃˡ ˢᵉˡᶠ‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʳᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ʰⁱᵐ ᵃ ʰᵘᵍ‧ "ʸᵒᵘ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧" "ᴮᵘᵗ ᴵ⁻ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵗⁱʳᵉᵈ; ᴵ ᵈ⁻ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ‧‧‧" "ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵇᵃʳᵉˡʸ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵃʳᵍᵘᵉᵈ ʰⁱˢ ᵖʳᵒᵗᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ᵇᵘᵗ ⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ᵃˢˡᵉᵉᵖ⸴ ˢᵒ ʰᵉ ᵗᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ʰⁱᵐ ⁱⁿ ᵇᵉᵈ‧‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷᵒᵏᵉ ᵘᵖ ᵗʰᵉ ⁿᵉˣᵗ ᵐᵒʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ʰᵃᵛⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵘᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ⁱⁿ‧ ᴴᵉ ˢˡᵉᵖᵗ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠˡᵒᵒʳ ᵇʸ ʰⁱˢ ᵇᵉᵈ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢᵃʷ ʰᵉ'ˢ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ᵈᵉᵉᵖˡʸ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʷᵒʳᵏ‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ 'ᴵ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵍᵒⁿᵉ ⁿᵒʷ⸴ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ⸴ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ʳᵉˢᵗᵉᵈ ʷᵉˡˡ' ˢᵗⁱᶜᵏʸ ⁿᵒᵗᵉ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ‧‧ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᶠˡⁱᶜᵗᵉᵈ⸴ ᵏⁿᵒʷⁱⁿᵍ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡˡʸ ˢᵒ ᵒᵖᵉⁿˡʸ ᵃᶠᶠᵉᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿᵃᵗᵉ‧ 'ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵉ ᵐⁱᵍʰᵗ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵇᵃᵈ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵃᵗ ˡᵉᵃˢᵗ ʷⁱᵖⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉ ʰⁱˢ ᵒʷⁿ ᵈʳᵒᵒˡ' ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ˢⁱᵍʰ‧ "ᴴᵘʳʳʸ ᵘᵖ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʰᵉᵃʳᵈ ᵃ ʸᵉˡˡ⸴ ᵗʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵗᵒ ⁱᵍⁿᵒʳᵉ ʷᵒʳʳʸⁱⁿᵍ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ "ᴼʳᵈᵉʳ ᵘᵖ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃʸˢ ᵃˢ ʰᵉ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵃ ᵖᵃᵗᵗʸ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ ʲⁱᵗᵗᵉʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧ 'ᔆᵒ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʷᵃⁿᵗˢ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵐʸ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ʷᵃⁿᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ⁱᵗ ʷᵉⁱʳᵈ ᵇʸ ˢᵉᵉᵐⁱⁿᵍˡʸ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵘᵉ ʲᵘˢᵗ‧‧‧' ᔆᵘᵈᵈᵉⁿˡʸ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗˢ ᵗʳᵃⁱˡᵉᵈ ᵒᶠᶠ ᵃˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ʰⁱᵐˢᵉˡᶠ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳˢ⸴ ˢᵉᵉᵐⁱⁿᵍˡʸ ᵇᵃˢʰᶠᵘˡ‧ "ᴴᵉʸ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ; ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵘˢ ᵗᵒ ᵗᵃˡᵏ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ‧‧" ˢᵃʸˢ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵉˡᵗ ᵖᵃⁿⁱᶜᵏᵉᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵍˡᵃᵈ ʰᵉ'ˢ ⁿᵒʷ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˡᵉᵗ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᶠᵒˡˡᵒʷ ʰⁱᵐ ᵒᵘᵗ‧ "ᴺᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉⁿ; ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵏⁿᵒʷ ᵒʳ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳ ᵃˡˡ ᵒᶠ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵍʰᵉᵈ‧ "ᴵ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵉᵛᵉⁿ ʳᵉᶜᵃˡˡ ⁱᶠ ᵍᵒᵒᶠʸ ᵍᵒᵒᵇᵉʳˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ⸴ ᵇᵘᵗ ᶠⁱʳˢᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃⁿⁿᵃ ˢᵃʸ ˢ⁻ˢᵒʳʳʸ ⁱᶠ‧‧‧" "ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ‧‧‧" "ᴵ'ᵐ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶠⁱⁿⁱˢʰᵉᵈ!" ᴴᵉ ˢᵃⁱᵈ⸴ ⁱⁿ ʰⁱˢ ᵘˢᵘᵃˡ ᵗᵒⁿᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵖᵉᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ‧ "ᔆᵒʳʳʸ ⁱ⁻ⁱᶠ ˡᵃˢᵗ ⁿⁱᵍʰᵗ ⁱᶠ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿᵉᵈ‧ ᴵ ʲᵘˢᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ˢᵘʳᵉ ⁱᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵘⁿᵈᵃᵉ ᵈⁱᵈ‧‧‧" ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵃʷ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵉˣᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵒⁿᶠˡⁱᶜᵗᵉᵈ ᶠᵉᵉˡⁱⁿᵍˢ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ⸴ ᵏⁱᵈ‽" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵗʰᵉ ʲᵒᵘʳⁿᵃˡ ᵃⁿᵈ ʰᵒʷ ʰᵒⁿᵉˢᵗ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᵉᵈ ʷʰᵉⁿ ⁿᵒᵗ ˢⁱˡˡʸ‧ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵉᵗ ʷᵒʳʳⁱᵉᵈ ⁿᵒʷ‧ "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵗᵃˡᵏ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉ! ᵀᵉˡˡ ᵐᵉ ʷʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ᵍᵒᵗ ʸᵒᵘ; ᵒʰ ᵍʳᵉᵃᵗ⸴ ʷʰᵃᵗ ᵈⁱᵈ ᴵ ᵈᵒ‧‧‧" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ˢʰⁱᶠᵗᵉᵈ ˢˡⁱᵍʰᵗˡʸ‧ "ᵂᵉˡˡ ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵐʸ ᶠᵃⁱʳ ˢʰᵃʳᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᵘᵍᵃʳ ʳᵘˢʰ‧‧‧" "ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵒⁿ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱᵗ!" "ʸᵒᵘ ᵈʳᵒᵒˡ ʷʰᵉⁿ ʸᵒᵘ ˢˡᵉᵉᵖ!" ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ'ˢ ᵇˡᵘʳᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵒᵘᵗ ⁿᵒʷ‧ ᴹᵒᵘᵗʰ ᵃᵍᵃᵖᵉ⸴ ᴾˡᵃⁿᵏᵗᵒⁿ'ˢ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗˡᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵗʰᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ ᵇᵘʳˢᵗ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ˢᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ‧ "ᵂʰᵃᵗ‽" ᴴᵉ ʸᵉˡˡᵉᵈ ᵃˢ ᔆᵖᵒⁿᵍᵉᵇᵒᵇ ʳᵃⁿ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳᵏ‧ 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 𝟽𝟷𝟿
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someone please message me if you’re older than 13. ( pupicakez on discord ) i’ll do anything to vent to someone older, please, im desperate. use tag pupicakez ig, please msg me on disc.
any cutecore bois here >.< (˶˃⤙˂˶)( ≧ᗜ≦)(っ˕ -。)ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁/ᐠ - ˕ -マ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁( ˶o˶˶o˶) !!( //>///<//)🐱🐻✨🌻♡
✞‧₊˚🖇️✩ ₊˚🎧⊹♡ᯓᯓᡣ𐭩˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆。˚⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺⛓𓌹*♰*𓌺⛓⋆˚࿔ 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝜗𝜚˚⋆°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚏 𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 "𝙴𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢" 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎?𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙸'𝚖 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜,𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖,𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚖𝚎...⋆。𖦹°‧★ʚ🏳️‍⚧️ɞ
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the world needz more nontoxic cutecore girlies and boiz (≧ᗜ≦) OMG FRRR
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i'm 16m and i just want friends that are the same age as me (my dc alt is castelnastel) :p
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‎‧₊˚🎀𝒑𝒍𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒃𝒔𝒊𝒕𝒆, 𝒘𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍𝒔 & 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒋𝒊𝒔 (𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔)🎀‎˚₊‧౨ৎ˙✧˖°📷 ༘ ⋆。˚📈
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(˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵)if yall cuties have snapchat my snap is emofreak.3 or thatemokiller i made them when i was in my emo phace (idk how to spell) im 14 btw >:3 ( • ̀ω•́ )✧🍉🐕≽^•⩊•^≼⋆˚࿔ Mars out! 𝜗𝜚˚⋆
Hello!(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)(ᵔᵕᵔ)◜I'm feeling pretty depressed right now i thought it wouldn't hurt to show off my discord LandofRy14, i'm pretty lonly if a girl would want to chat with me that would be great! please be nice, and call me lando just a chat would be great!
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Yo why are there like only girls on this website(╥﹏╥) Like where all my brothers at???˚ ༘ 🦕𖦹⋆。˚˚˖𓍢ִ໋`🌿:✧˚.📷⋆𖧧
⠀ ⠀ (\__/) (•ㅅ•) Don’t talk to _ノヽ ノ\_ me or my son `/ `/ ⌒Y⌒ Y ヽ ever again. (  (三ヽ人  /  | | ノ⌒\  ̄ ̄ヽ ノ ヽ___>、__/ |( 王 ノ〈 (\__/) /ミ`ー―彡\ (•ㅅ•) yea! / ╰ ╯ \ / \>
milo ˚ ༘ 🦕𖦹⋆。˚
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