Childlover Emojis & Text

Copy & Paste Childlover Emojis & Symbols "but theres kids here!" yea i also dont give a fuc

"but theres kids here!" yea i also dont give a fuck, they'll only see this when they search it up, or they go to the tags. end of the fucking topic. let them be, they're gonna know anyways bruh so yea i fr wrote this when i was sleepy, ill also post more, just search generalickass ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘᵐᵈᵘᵐᵖ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ by generalickass ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ sʟɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏᴜᴅs, ᴄᴀsᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ғᴀɪɴᴛ ᴄʜɪʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ sᴛʀᴇᴇᴛs. sᴇᴠᴇɴ-ʏᴇᴀʀ-ᴏʟᴅ ᴇᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ʙʀɪsᴋʟʏ, ʜᴇʀ sᴍᴀʟʟ ʙᴀᴄᴋᴘᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴏᴜɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴀᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ. sʜᴇ ʜᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴀ ᴛᴜɴᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ᴍɪɴᴅ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴀʜᴇᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀғᴛᴇʀsᴄʜᴏᴏʟ sɴᴀᴄᴋ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ: ᴄʜᴏᴄᴏʟᴀᴛᴇ ᴄʜɪᴘ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴍɪʟᴋ. ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋs ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴇ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, sᴀғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴜɴᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴀ ʟᴀʀɢᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʀᴍ, ʏᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ. ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀғғɪᴄ ғᴀᴅᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀᴍᴘ, ᴍᴜsᴛʏ sᴍᴇʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄʀᴇᴛᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀɪɴᴛ ᴡʜɪғғ ᴏғ ᴜʀɪɴᴇ. ᴘᴀɴɪᴄ ʀᴏsᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ, ʙᴜᴛ ɴᴏ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs. ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛᴏʀ, ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴄᴏɢɴɪᴢᴇ, ᴡᴀs sᴛʀᴏɴɢ, ʜɪs ɢʀɪᴘ ʟɪᴋᴇ sᴛᴇᴇʟ. "ɪᴛ's ᴏᴋᴀʏ, sᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ," ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ, ʜɪs ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ʜᴏᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀ. "ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ. ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ғᴜɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ." ᴇᴍɪʟʏ's ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʜᴀᴍᴍᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇsᴛ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʟᴏsᴇʀ, ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴘʀᴇssɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀs. sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sǫᴜɪʀᴍ ғʀᴇᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏ ᴜsᴇ; ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀғᴜʟ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sʜᴜᴅᴅᴇʀɪɴɢ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ, sʜᴇ ᴄʟᴏsᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙʀᴀᴄɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ ғᴏʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ. ᴀs ɪғ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴍᴘʜᴀsɪᴢᴇ ʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴅs, ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʏᴀɴᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀɴᴛs ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇxᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴠᴜʟɴᴇʀᴀʙʟᴇ. ʜᴇᴀᴛ ғʟᴏᴏᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋs ᴀs sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ ʜɪs ʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴀɴᴅs sᴋɪᴍ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ғʟᴇsʜ, ᴄᴜᴘᴘɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜɪᴘs ᴀɴᴅ sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴇɢs ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ. ᴅᴇsᴘɪᴛᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴇʀʀᴏʀ, sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛɪɴɢʟɪɴɢ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴇɢs, ᴀ ғᴏʀᴇɪɢɴ sᴇɴsᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ʀᴀᴄᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ. ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀɴᴇᴅ ғᴏʀᴡᴀʀᴅ, ʜɪs ʟɪᴘs ʙʀᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴇᴀʀ. "sᴇᴇ, ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ɪᴛ'ᴅ ʙᴇ ғᴜɴ," ʜᴇ ᴡʜɪsᴘᴇʀᴇᴅ, ʜɪs ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ sᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ sʜɪᴠᴇʀs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ sᴘɪɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜʀᴜsᴛ ʜɪᴍsᴇʟғ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ᴘɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛɪɢʜᴛɴᴇss ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ. ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ғʟᴇᴡ ᴏᴘᴇɴ, ᴛᴇᴀʀs sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴀs ʜᴇ ʙᴇɢᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴜsʜɪɴɢ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ, ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛʜʀᴜsᴛ sᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴡᴀᴠᴇs ᴏғ ᴀɢᴏɴʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsɪᴏɴ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴘɪɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴄʟᴏsɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ's ᴍᴏᴠᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs ɢʀᴇᴡ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғʀᴀɴᴛɪᴄ. sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴏᴄᴜs ᴏɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇʟsᴇ, ᴏɴ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏʀʀɪғɪᴄ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴏғ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴠɪᴏʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ. ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ʜɪs ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ʜᴇʀs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜs ᴍɪɴɢʟɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ. ᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴇᴇᴍᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜᴇʀ, ʜɪs ᴛʜʀᴜsᴛs ɢʀᴏᴡɪɴɢ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ. ʜᴇʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ғᴇʟᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴏɴ ғɪʀᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ɴᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇsᴛ. sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴜsʜ ʜɪᴍ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ. ᴛᴏᴏ ʙɪɢ. ᴛᴏᴏ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀs sᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ᴀs ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ, ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴏᴠᴇʀ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟʟᴀᴘsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛᴏᴘ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ, ʜɪs ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʀᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ɢᴀsᴘs ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴇᴡ. ᴇᴍɪʟʏ ʟᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ, ɴᴜᴍʙ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ, ᴛᴇᴀʀs sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ sʜᴜᴅᴅᴇʀ, ʜᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏғғ ʜᴇʀ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛɪᴄᴋʏ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴇɢ. sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ʜᴏʀʀᴏʀ ғɪʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ. sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙʟᴇᴅ. sʜᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʙᴇᴇɴ ʜᴜʀᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴘʀᴏᴏғ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ sᴛᴏᴏᴅ ᴜᴘ, sᴛʀᴀɪɢʜᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғғᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ʜᴀɴᴅ. "ʜᴇʀᴇ," ʜᴇ sᴀɪᴅ, ʜɪs ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ sᴛᴇᴀᴅʏ. "ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ, ʟᴇᴛ's ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ." sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜɪᴍ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ'ᴅ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜᴇᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏ ᴡᴇᴀᴋ, sᴏ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ. sʟᴏᴡʟʏ, sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪs ʜᴀɴᴅ, ʟᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴘᴜʟʟ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇᴛ. ᴀs ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴇᴍᴇʀɢᴇᴅ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ, ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴʟɪɢʜᴛ sᴛᴜɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs, ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sǫᴜɪɴᴛ. sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴄᴛ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ, ᴛᴏ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴏᴡɴ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇᴅ. sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴏ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴɴᴏᴄᴇɴᴛ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋs ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴛᴏ ᴀ sᴍᴀʟʟ, sᴇᴇᴅʏ ᴍᴏᴛᴇʟ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴇ ʀᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴀ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ. ʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪɴɢs, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏʟᴅ, sᴛᴀʀɪɴɢ ʙʟᴀɴᴋʟʏ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴᴅᴏᴡ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴄᴇ. ʜᴏᴜʀs ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ, ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ, ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ sᴀᴛɪsғɪᴇᴅ. ʜᴇ ʜᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ғᴇᴡ ᴄʀᴜᴍᴘʟᴇᴅ ʙɪʟʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ʜᴏᴍᴇ. "ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪs," ʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀɴᴇᴅ, ʜɪs ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ʟᴏᴡ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛᴇɴɪɴɢ. ᴇᴍɪʟʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ; sʜᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏɴᴇʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʟɪᴍʙᴇᴅ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀ. ᴅᴀʏs ᴘᴀssᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍɪʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜᴅʀᴇᴡ ғᴜʀᴛʜᴇʀ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀsᴇʟғ. sʜᴇ sᴋɪᴘᴘᴇᴅ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ sᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴄᴏsᴛs. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ's ᴠɪsɪᴛs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ғʀᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴛ, ʜɪs ᴛʜʀᴇᴀᴛs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟʟɪɴɢ. ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴀsʜᴀᴍᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛ. sᴏ sʜᴇ sᴜғғᴇʀᴇᴅ ɪɴ sɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴘʀᴀʏɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴍɪʀᴀᴄʟᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ, ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ɪᴛ ᴀ sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴀs ɪғ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴏᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴡ, sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ᴀᴠᴏɪᴅ ʜɪᴍ ʙᴜᴛ, sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ʜɪᴍ ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʙᴏʏ, ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴡ ʜɪᴍ ɢᴜɪᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀʟʟᴇʏ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ 𝟼 ʏʀs ᴏʟᴅ, sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ, sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡᴏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴅᴏᴏʀ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇsɪᴛᴀᴛᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴘᴜʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ sᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴏɴ ʜɪs ғᴀᴄᴇ, ᴘᴏssɪʙʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴs ʜᴜɢᴇ sᴛɪᴄᴋ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛᴏ sᴛʀɪᴘ ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ, ᴛᴇʀʀɪғɪᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴅᴏ ɪғ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴀᴋᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʙᴏʏs ɢᴇɴɪᴛᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴄᴋ ɪᴛ, sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ sᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɴᴏɪsᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟᴇᴅ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴍᴏᴀɴᴇᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ᴘᴀss ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ, ʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ sʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴍᴍᴇᴅ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ɪᴛ, sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɢᴀɢɢᴇᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴘᴜʟʟɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ғᴏʀᴄɪɴɢ ʜɪs ɢᴇɴɪᴛᴀʟs ᴅᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʜʀᴏᴀᴛ, ʀᴇsᴜʟᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴅʀɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴘɪss ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴅʀᴏᴏʟ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜɪs ᴄʜɪɴ ᴀs ʜɪs ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴛᴡɪᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʟᴀᴜɢʜs ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴀᴛᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʀᴜʙʙɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ, ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ sᴍᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴄᴏᴄᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟɪɴɢʟʏ, sʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴀɴᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ғᴇʟᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏʙʙᴇᴅ, ᴀᴄʜɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ʟᴀᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ, ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜɢʜᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏs ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪss. ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ sᴀɪᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ʜɪs, sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ɴᴏᴅᴅᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʟᴀᴜɢʜɪɴɢ, sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴀᴘᴇᴅ. ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs, ᴀғᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡᴀs ʀᴀᴘᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴍᴇɴ, ʙʀᴇᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴍɪɴᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ 𝟼 ʏʀ ᴏʟᴅ ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴍᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴍᴏᴀɴɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴀs ᴍᴇɴ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴛʜʀᴜsᴛɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪs ᴀssʜᴏʟᴇ, ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛᴜʀɴs ᴏғ ᴄᴜᴍᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʜɪᴍ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ ʜᴇʟᴘʟᴇss ʙᴜᴛ ǫᴜɪᴠᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜsɴᴇss, ʜᴇʀ ᴄᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴏʙʙᴇᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ʀᴜʙʙᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɢᴇɴɪᴛᴀʟs ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғʟᴏᴏʀ, ʜᴏᴘɪɴɢ sʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴇᴛ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴏɴ ɪᴛ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʟ ɪɴ ᴠᴀɪɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ sᴄʀᴇᴀᴍɪɴɢ ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴠɪᴏʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴅᴇᴀᴅ. ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇɴ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ's ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴡᴀs ᴅɪsᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴏғ. sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴ ғᴏʀ ʏᴇᴀʀs, ᴀɴᴅ sʜᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ɪᴍᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ sʜᴇ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʙɪʀᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟsᴏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴏʀ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴀ 𝟻 ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ ᴏʟᴅ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴡᴀs ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏᴏ, ʙʏ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴀs ʜᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀss ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ sᴜᴄᴋ ʜɪs ᴄᴏᴄᴋ, ᴀs ʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴄᴋ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪss, ᴀs ʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇɴ, ᴀs ʜᴇ ғᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ's ɢᴇɴɪᴛᴀʟs ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ ᴄᴜᴍ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ʜɪs ᴄᴜᴍ ᴀɴᴅ ᴘɪss ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ sɪɴɢʟᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴛ ʜim ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ ᴇʏᴇs, ᴀs ɪғ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀsɴᴛ, ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs 𝟻 ʏʀs ᴏʟᴅ, sʜᴇ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ 𝟽 ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀs 𝟻, sʜᴇ ᴡs ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ sʜᴇ ʜᴀs ʜɪs ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ᴄʜɪʟᴅ, sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏʟᴅ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʜᴇʀ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀs ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴀɴɪɴɢ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴏᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀs ᴏᴠᴇʀғʟᴏᴡɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘɪss ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴜᴍ, ʙɪᴛɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʟɪᴘs ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʟʟ ʜɪs ᴠɪʀɢɪɴɪᴛʏ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴄʜᴇᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴏɴ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ʀᴀᴘɪɴɢ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴡᴀs sᴛɪʟʟ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ, ʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴇᴊᴀᴄᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs sʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴀɴᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴜᴅʟʏ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ ᴀs ʜᴇ ʀᴏʟʟᴇᴅ ʜɪs ᴇʏᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ , ᴀs ɪғ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ ʜɪᴍ ᴀ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ, ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴛɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴅ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛs ғᴜᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʙᴏᴛʜ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴀs ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘs ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅɪᴇᴅ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘs, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟʟ ᴅɪᴇᴅ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʀᴀᴘᴇᴅ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜᴍᴅᴜᴍᴘ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴇɴᴅs. lol

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Dropping some school related drama . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁ Okay so, i was going into the girls bathroom the other day and i legit saw a megamind shrine. A FRICKING- like there was a blue balloon on it was a pic of megamind, and around it was blue jewellery and stuff nah but seriously two girls SKIPPED school to watch over the shrine my school is a psych ward at this point (╥﹏╥)
ʰᵉʸ.... ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ'ᵛᵉ ˢᵉᵉⁿ ʰᵒʳʳⁱᵇˡᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ, ᴵ ʰᵒᵖᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵈᵃʸ ʳᵉᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᶠᵒʳᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒᵛᵉ ᵒⁿ, ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᶜˡⁱᶜᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗᵃᵍ '' ᶜᵘᵗⁱᵉʳᵒⁱ ,, ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᶜʳᵒˡˡ ᵃ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵗᵘᶠᶠ ᵘ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ʰᵉˡᵖᶠᵘˡ ᵗᵒ ʸᵒᵘ.. ʰᵒᵖᵉᶠᵘˡˡʸ ᵘ ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ..
ᴍᴜᴍᴍʏ😊where’s George🤔I cooked him🤪PEppA🤓….*ᴇʏᴇs ᴛᴜʀɴ ʀᴇᴅ* GOErGEE👹 𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏✨😱
✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧𝙈𝙮 𝘽𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙈𝙚✧:・゚( ̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:̲̅]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅ ) ・゚✧ ╭───────· · ୨୧ · · ────────╮ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓐𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽: ╰─────── · · ୨୧ · · ────────╯ ⠀⠀ ⠀:¨ ·.· ¨: ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ `· . ꔫ ╭──────────.★..──────────────────────────╮ ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ⋆。‧˚ʚ Name: 𝑲𝒂𝒊 ɞ˚‧。⋆ જ⁀➴ Age: 𝟙𝟠 🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 ✮˚.彡⋆。˚ Height: 𝟝'𝟜" ˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚.˳·˖✶✶˖·˳.๋࣭⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ ˚₊‧꒰ა Name: 𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝 {𝓡𝓳} ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ °❀⋆. Age: 𝟙𝟡 *・⋆.ೃ✧ Pronouns: 𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖎𝖒 * ੈ✩‧₊˚ Height: 𝟞'𝟙" ⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆⋆꙳•❅*‧ ‧*❆ ₊⋆⋆꙳·̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚ ✂ - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - - - - - - - ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: ₊✩‧₊˚౨ৎ˚₊✩‧₊ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Name: 𝐀𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 ✩⋆° 。 ๋ ✧°⋆˚୨୧⋆。 Age: 𝟙𝟟 ‧₊˚જ⁀➴๋࣭ ⭑๋࣭ ⭑ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ‧⊹♡☁️ Height: 𝟝'𝟚" ๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ଓ︶꒷꒦⊹๑‧˚₊꒷︶ ⋆ ˚。⋆୨𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐧୧⋆ ˚。⋆ ⊹⋆ꖛ`ʬ۪꒰ Age: 𝟙𝟠꒰ʬ۪`ꖛ⋆⊹ ๋࣭ ⋆。 °✩ Pronouns: 𝖘𝖍𝖊/𝖍𝖊𝖗 ꒰ა ˚₊ ✧・Height: 𝟝'𝟛" ︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿︵‿︵‿୨♡୧‿ ╰─..★.───────────────────────────────────╯ ♡ ☆ .♡‧₊˚ 🌠 ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ㅤ ╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮. ( ) ♡ ( )☆ ♡ ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╭◜◝ ͡ ◜◝╮ ͜ ◟◞╯♡ . ☆ ㅤㅤ( )☆ ♡ ♡   ╰◟◞ ͜ ◟◞╯ . ☆ /) /) ପ(˶•-•˶)ଓ ~ If you want to view the story, please press the "M.B.I.I.W.M" tag /づ づ
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( ╹ -╹)? 💌 📪 ________________________ 𝑫𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒏, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖. ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . 𝑰’𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒘𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒕. ° ᡣ𐭩 . ° . 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 🏹💗 𝑨𝒏𝒚𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔, 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒃𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒚! 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆? 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒌 ૮꒰˵• ﻌ •˵꒱ა ________________________ (๑/////๑ " )💌 📪 EXTRA: ( //>///<//)🎀 yes… yes i do 💗 do.. you like me..? (o/////o " )🚗 (⸝⸝⸝>﹏<⸝⸝⸝) YESSSS would you like to go with me to the dance? (¬////¬) PART 2 ONLY IF YOU LIKE THIS SERIES NAME: LOVESTRUCK 💗💗 new episode each week! like for more ★ starflann!! 🎀🍮
“there are minors here!!” yeah but do they understand the porn written? 💀 and for the people writing the sotires, go on a porn website.
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🤓 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕓𝕠𝕓 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 👕 👖
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ˋ , . 🐚 . , ┊ᴅᴇᴀʀ ᴅɪᴀʀʏ..┊★. .sʜᴇ'ᴅ. .★ . . .' ' : : 💬 : :『 - ˋ ˋ - 』🦢 -- sɪɴᴄᴇʀᴇʟʏ, ᴄᴇᴄɪʟᴀ™! ┆ˋ ˏ
♡ ∩_∩ („• ֊ •„)♡ | ̄U U ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄| | Da story of a | | Lil bunny |  ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ . ⊹ ₊ __ ♡ ⊂⊂ • ) / | ⊂_﹏u "Ooo a heart!" /) /) ପ(˶•-•˶)ଓ ♡ /づ づ *Catches heart* /)/) ( ˶•༝•) ୭( づ♡ "Yay! Oh this looks fragile..." /)/) ( ᴗ͈ ᴗ͈) c( づ♡ "Dw! I will keep you safe" ᐢ⑅ᐢ (\ (\ ( ˶• ༝ •˶) ( ˶• ༝ •˶) /づ~ ♡ ♡~<\ *fall in luv* /)/) (\(\ ( . .) (. . ) o( づ♡⊂ )o ★ ⁺. ⊹ . ⊹ ★ ⁺. ⊹ ★⁺. (\_(\ /)_/) ( ) ( ) / | | \ ( O | | O ) ♡𝐿𝓊𝓋 𝓊 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇♡ (\(\_/) (-( ) *with another girl * (>( ) (\__(\ *𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕡* (o _ o ) (/) (\ ) /) /) ( . . ) ( づ💔 ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ… Pt2 Me Ex (\(\ /)/) (‧ ‧`) ( . .) <(...) (ა૮ )o (ა💌 (\(\ /)/) (‧ ‧`) (‧ ‧ ) (ა૮ )o (ა💌 (\(\ (\(\ (,,0 0)(- -,,) ( ა૮💌૮ )o ____________________ | Im sorry. | | pls pls pls | | forgive me. | |ik what u did, but | |my life is not the same | |without u. | | - Ex...❤️‍🩹 | |___________________| "Hmm" (\_/) 💕 ( •-•)💕 />💌 "My heart! It's fixed!" /)/) ( . .) c( づ♡ "Thank you... i forgive!" ♡ ∩∩ („• ֊ •„)♡ /)/) (\(\ ( . .) (. . ) ( づ💗⊂ ) 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇♡ ☆ ᕱ⑅ᕱ ପ(„• ༝ •„)ଓ ┏━∪∪━━━━━━━━━━━━ Da end
why did i see a nsfw fanfic of trump and biden on here .. BRO IM DONE 💀💀
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Trump was in hiss office in white house when biden showed up. Trumps eyes widen and he blushes. Biden wasn’t wearing any clothes. “T-trump-kun…?” he blushes as well, putting his litle hands in front of his throbbing manhood. Trump stares at Biden for a couple seconds, feeling his meat candle growing hard. “y-yes, kitten joe…?~” Trump says in a seductive voice, Biden giggles at the name. When he giggles his ass jiggles and Trump observers that. when he sees Biden,s fat gyatt jiggle he ekjacukates hard in his pants, letting out a loud moan. Biden gasps and then ejaculates as well. his ejaculation shoots all over the walls and floors. Biden falls down to the floor from the force of his ejaculate. he is a moaning mess as he twitches and shakes . he can not speak. only moan, Trimp comes up to him and then started stroking his manhood, staring at Biden on the ground. he ejaculates immediately and then he falls as well. obama comes in after a while too see the two gay men ejaculating over and ober again on the floor. when trump sees him he yells “NI-“ but then he’s cut off by a loud crash, it was abraham lincon. he was there to save the day. “fear not for i am here.!” lincon says as he whips ou his cock. he then uses his teleport to the eifil tower all of them where he observes that there were two gay men ther. one had brown hair and bandages while the otyer was ginger. the brown haird ones ass was impaled on the top of the eifel tower ejaculation all over him. lincon decides that it was a good idea so once the brown haird guy gets off the eifil tower spike he picks up Trump, impaling his ass on the spike. Trump yelled in pain but then started moaning and immediately ejaculates. observing Trumps ejaculation, biden and obama ejaculate as well, it falling down on to a nother gay man who moans and ejaculates as well. then every gay man started ejaculating because lincon was broadcast the whole thing and all were watching it. then lincon ejaculates and it goes into the sky and lands into a french guys baget and the ejaculation was poisonus so when the fucking stupid ass french man takes a delicate bite , he starts choking on the ejaculation. he then fucking dies. moral of the story is fuck the french.🇨🇵🥐🥖🗼🌿
WAIT WAIT WAIT... GROSS ??? I'VE SEEN PPL SAY THEY'VE SEEN GROSS STUFF ? EVEN P0RN, S3X N ALL OF THOSE ????? message : the people who r doing all of those nasty stuff, pls stop. its absolutely disgusting. as a 9 year old girl, i didnt see those inappropriate things (i'm safe) but still stop.
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BULLEY: NGLISH OR SPANISH 😈 mah bois: *frozen* 🥶 sus caseoh: *moves* CAN I GET A HOYAAAA? me: AYOO- 😳 Jonkler: Why so serious 👽 those who know:💀(only in balkans) I:* empties a magazine on bbc* 100 likes for part 2😱😫❗⚔️😱

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Kept In Dark "I'm worried about myself," Nick said. "Maybe you should be," I told him. "Can't we turn on some lights?" "Not yet." Sometimes it's hard to tell when a friend is joking. But Nick had sounded truly nervous when he asked me to come over this afternoon, so I decided to take him seriously. "What's got you freaked out?" "I've been having dark thoughts lately." "Everyone has dark thoughts." "Not like these. They're sick, man. I don't know where they come from." "Horror movies?" "No, I don't watch those. But I've... I've also been having these crazy dreams. Really vivid. Like, apocalyptic, with demons. I'm afraid to sleep." "You have been looking kind of washed out lately," | admitted. "Maybe see a doctor?" "Wouldn't help." "Why not?" "Because there's more to it. That's why I called. I need you to tell me if you see it, too." "See what?" Nick stood up and walked to his window, where the sun glowed faintly behind cheap venetian blinds. He pointed at the floor. "Watch that spot. Right there." "The carpet?" "Just watch. Please." "Fine." The carpet looked normal, not even a stain. Then I heard Nick take a deep breath, followed by the clacking blinds as he pulled the cord to expose the sunlight. "Jeez!" I cried, yanking my feet off the ground as a dark shape came slithering forward. It disappeared directly under the couch where I sat. "Oh gosh," Nick moaned. "You saw it." "That's... impossible. Was that really your...?" "Yeah," he nodded miserably. "I've heard of being afraid of your own shadow, but why is mine scared of me? What does it know? by IPostAtMidnight
*farts violently* *o-oops.. I-m sorry😓😓❤️❤️ was that too stinky n loud? I promise not to e-eat 69 beans a day, U-UWU!! Kacchan! :33 I ate child wen todey😜😜😋😋🙏🙏 r u gay, I-I MEAN!! Uhh, I shiddted bricks on your uncle's lingerie😅😅😅 sowwy I-I OWOO I wuvv shoving shovels down 2 week old orphans throats!! Haha, so preppy, I'm sorry if I bothered you. I-I'm just built like this *screams like a time bomb built from 1869* THE ZAZAAAj💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩 DATTEBAYOOO AMBATUKAAAMM (bwwhdjhdbbdbdbbbbbbhhhbb) 😝😝😝😝 d-do u also uhh use ur grandparents ashes as seasoning and chew on their breast implants?? DRAKE DRAKE DRAKE DRAKE👰👰👰👰👰🤰" *she looks into ur hairy azz as she grabs the scaramouche flavored Nair cream and menacingly shoves it up ur azz* *looks at ur toes* GYATTTT😍😍😍😍 *licks ur toes* It tastes like rat dookie and potato corner Yummers U-UwU 🤗🤗🤗 Ngl you look like Caseoh no Offense sorry Kacchan UWU OWO 🥺🥺🥺 *pulls out mewing toy and starts mewing* *Pomni Pomni rizz starts playing* AUGH. I-I mean I'm so skibidi oh, btw have you seen my skibidi slicers UwU if you find them pls give them back to me U-UwU *Fards and shids out a HUGE GIGANTIC dookie 😘💩💩* *Starts twerking and makes an earthquake happen* *Skibidi toilet starts playing* *1000 years later... There's a war; Skibidi toilets vs The sigma wigmas* Captain, captain! I think we are ready to fight the skibidi toilets sir! Captn. Sigma: Okay soldier. How many do we have? We have 90,000 Gyatt Rizzlers, 12,000 Fanum Tanks, And 9,000 Chicken Rizzlers! Sir! Captn. Sigma: Now, let us fight the Skibidi toilets! *RAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH* *Skibidi toilet music playing in the background* *The Sigma Wigmas won* Captn. Sigma: That's what you get for stealing our skibidi slicers! Captn. Skibidi: Auggghhh.... *dies*
ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ ᴀɴʏ ʟɪɴᴋ(ᴇsᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪsᴄᴏʀᴅ sᴇʀᴠᴇʀs) ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴇʙsɪᴛᴇ,𝐃𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 ᴄʟɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍ! !(sᴘʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪs)⚠️ ⚠️☆⋆。𖦹°‧★‧₊˚ ┊⚠️₊ ⊹★
When / was younger, my uncle John was going through a divorce. He came round to our house to get some advice from my parents and at one point said he could feel the energy of two children, a boy and a girl, in one corner of the room. Soon after, four year old me walks into the room and I said "The children woke me up." My folks asked what children, so I point to the same corner uncle john mentioned and say "Those children" and everyone went pale and quiet. - cocgamer
The clown statue A couple with children were trying out a new babysitter. About an hour after they left for a night on the town, they realized they had forgotten to give her their cell phone number, so one of them called her. After she wrote down the number, the babysitter asked if she could watch satellite TV in their bedroom. She had just put the children to bed and wanted to watch a particular show. (The parents didn't want their children watching too much garbage, so the living room TV did not have satellite channels.) Well of course she could watch TV in their room, they replied. The babysitter had one other request: could she put a sheet or blanket over the clown statue that was in the bedroom? It kind of made her nervous. "Take the children and go to the neighbors," said the parent. "We don't have a clown statue, we'll call the police." The police caught the clown as he was running through the neighborhood.
Please no d£ath threats to ppl who make fanfic thx and have a nice day
There's No Reason to Be Afraid By Reddit user by whoeverfightsmonster ~ When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for awhile in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favorite thing was the ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing. Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we'd find a cup that hadn't been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we'd get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the house's original furnishings was an antique wooden chair, which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us. Sometimes she'd manage to move it all the way to the center of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us. Years later, long after we'd moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse's original occupant, a widow. She'd murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she'd hanged herself. The article included a photo of the farmhouse's living room, with a woman's body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room.
CRYBABY Late last night I woke up to the sound of someone crying. It was an eerie sound, and surprisingly loud as well. Although I wanted to get up and go check it out, I was a bit scared and tired so l ignored it by hiding under the covers. Today at breakfast I told my roommate about it. "That was me." She replied with a tone of fear in her voice. What a relief, I thought. "I was crying because I saw a... a thing watching you while you were asleep." @Death.and.Terror
The morning sunlight streamed into your bedroom, casting a warm golden glow over everything. Birds chirped outside, a melody you had learned to love as you grew older. Your fingers worked repetitively at your keyboard. Exhaution filled your veins, dragging you down. All you wanted to do was collapse on your bed and not get up until the next day, but something inside you wouldn't let that happen. It wasn't even like this was due any time soon, you just needed to get it over with. Your body seemed to be fighting your mind, however. All of a sudden, your brain jammed. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard, lost. You didn't know what to type next. With a groan, you ran your hands through your hair. The exhaustion seemed to increase ten fold, as your eyelids fluttered shut. You collapsed backward in your chair, trying not to doze off to no avail. The birds seemed to quiet down for your slumber, and the glow of the sun warmed you just right. No. You had to finish your project. You had to- The door creaked open, and in the hallway stood your boyfriend. You heard him walk in slowly, his footsteps against the hard wood floor. He ruffled your hair gently and began to hum a melody. As he hummed, he pulled up the other chair and sat beside you at your desk. "Tired?" He mused, spinning in the chair. Lazily, you opened one eye to look at him. His brown hair fell over his face slightly, and he had that cute look on his face you loved. Your frown couldn't help but turn into a tired smile as your eyes raked over him lovingly. His dark brown eyes had a sort of sparkle to them, even though he had always hated his eyes. You never got why. He narrowed his eyes, leaning forward as he examined your computer screen. He looked at you, looked back at the screen, then looked at you again, knowingly. He rolled his eyes playfully, and rolled his chair closer to you. His voice was soft as he spoke, "I know what you're doing," he sighed, "you should take a nap. You have plenty of time to do this later, and usually it's not good to postphone things but clearly..." You let out a whine of protest. "But-" Gently, he cut you off. "No buts. Come, we can take a nap together. I'm feeling a bit tired too." Although you didn't want to admit it, your face lit up. Your heart fluttered like it had with him many times before. Your cheeks flushed slightly and you cleared your throat. Sheepishly, you nodded. He grinned as he saw your clear answer. He stood up from his chair, and beckoned with one hand. You stood up as well, your legs a bit shaky from exhaustion. Maybe you really did need that nap after all. He flopped on the bed, face first as you laughed. With a grunt he turned around to face up, and patted the space on the bed beside him. The corner of your mouth flicked upward into a smirk as you flopped onto the bed too. The two of you laughed together as you got comfortable. He put a hand on your shoulder, pulling you closer. He shifted his hand to your hair and toyed with it gently. He kissed you on the cheek as you giggled. You two had been dating for months by now, but something about him still got you feeling like a little kid with a school crush again. He began to hum again, the same song as before. This time, the song felt more whole, more beautiful. You shut your eyes and snuggled up against him as the weariness slowly leaked in. The tune buzzed around you, coaxing you into sleeping more. You lay your head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, as you tried to match your breathing to it. The world seemed to slow down. His humming stopped. "I love you," he sighed, his voice tender. "You know that?" Your face flushed up slightly again, as you snuggled up against him tighter. You lifted your head, and gazed at him for a minute. Then you smiled, and whispered back to him. "I love you too."- .cxlour <3author's note:hey there! if u found this, ur likely looking for... something else. and i bet ur struggling with addiction.whether u wanna quit rn or not is up to u, but i know how hard it is. matter of fact i'm struggling with addiction too.u can just ignore this if u want, but remember that i'm so proud of you for not looking at p0rn for even just one day!have a great day and if you liked my story pls like itill be getting a dsc soon where you can contact me and maybe make requests! i won't be writing much in the mean timealso this is no hate to the people that write smut on here (except if you write gross cp/incest stuff), if you do write smut on here y'all should get a wattpadcause they'd love your awesome stories!! <3 also sorry for any typos lolif y'all also wanna try writing sfw stories on here pls mention me in the story i'd love to see them (don't tag me though)byeee respond or request using the .cxlour tag!!!!

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Hello, I hope you, know minors exist on this so let me talk about this problem! if you have a porn addiction or your pornographers I want you to know that god sees you and thats hmm lust? also little kid I know you see this. so either use a different website or use tik tok reposts! like god damn its not fucking hard. SO PLEASE STOP POSTING PORN JUST SO YOU CAN... DO WHATEVER YOU DO. YOU ARE A PREDATOR IF YOU KNOW CHILDREN ARE ON THIS SITE🖕🪖🤬💀💣

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𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚛 𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜! 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛@𝚙?! 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙!
hey so im an 11 yr old and I’m traumatised. what kind of disgusting weirdos put these kinda 18+ content? im so fking traumatised i might not even come in this site again. please. stop all this weird sht. you can put all your ‘p0rns’ in some other site, but an emoji site? are yall dumb or what.
# . ⊂ 🩰 ⊃ ¹²³ ╰┈> ᴍɪʟɪ ɪs ʙᴀʙʙᴀʟɪɴ! ˋ╭👶🏼╮ˊ『🧼』:: sʜᴇ'ᴅ “ “:: ! 🌷 ʙᴀɪ!
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since theres somehow still drama i’m gonna explain it in a short way. Basically its p0rn emojis, combos, or stories that are being put out on this site. Some people are against it while others don’t care, and others who defend it with their life and use children as a example of why they shouldn’t be looking at that stuff. I don’t really care but i hope this somewhat helped out.♥︎
🎠 , . ﹏ ⊂ ҽɱιℓια ! ⊃ ┆╭ ³²¹🚦╮. ┆ sнє’ԃ : Ur fav kid testing ┆’ ᴏᴋᴀʏ ,ᴅᴏɴᴇ ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ ! ╰┈➤ 👋🏽 . ‘
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STORYTIME: How My Ex-Best Friend Stole My Kitten… Then Gave It Back AS ASHES 12 YEARS LATER. So I “Accidentally” Stole His Man. Y’all, this is the most messed up, twisted, soap opera-level story of my entire life. Buckle up. So let’s rewind to when I was 7 years old. My parents got me a kitten for my birthday. She was the cutest little thing, all fluffy and tiny, and I named her Marshmallow because she looked like one. Now, my so-called “best friend” Luca—who I had literally known since birth— was obsessed with her. He’d always say, “If you ever don’t want her, I’ll take her.” And I was like, “Uh, no? She’s mine?” WELL. One day, Marshmallow goes missing. I searched EVERYWHERE. I was crying, making lost posters, begging my parents to call the police like she was a missing person—it was DIRE. Luca? He was suspiciously chill about the whole thing. Too chill. But I was too young and stupid to put two and two together. Fast forward TWELVE YEARS LATER. I’m 19 and have finally cut Luca off after he trashed my entire room, stole my jewelry, broke my makeup, and traumatized my now dead hamster. (If you don’t know, check the last storytime.) So we haven’t spoken in months. Then, out of nowhere, he texts me, like: “Hey. I have something of yours. Can we meet?” At this point, I was curious but also suspicious. I was thinking, maybe he’s finally giving back the stuff he stole? So I meet up with him at this random-ass park. He shows up, hands me a plastic bag, and just says: “Here. It’s Marshmallow.” I open the bag. It’s. HER. ASHES. MY BABY. IN A FREAKING PLASTIC BAG. Y’all, my brain short-circuited. I was standing there, holding my DEAD PET, while he just stood there like this was totally normal. I was like: “WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. HELL.” And Luca? He just shrugs and says: “Yeah, so… funny story. I kinda accidentally stole her when we were kids. She ran away, and I found her, but I didn’t want to give her back. So I just kept her. And then… yeah, she died. But I figured you’d want her ashes, so… here you go.” LIKE??? EXCUSE ME??? At that moment, I had never wanted to commit a felony more in my life. I was SPEECHLESS. But I just took the bag, looked him dead in the eyes, and said: “You’re going to regret this.” AND BOY, DID HE. See, Luca had a boyfriend. A very hot, very bisexual boyfriend. And I? Well. I may or may not have accidentally started talking to him. And we may or may not have flirted a little. And we may or may not have ended up sleeping together. Oops. Now, was it revenge? Maybe. Was it petty? Absolutely. Do I feel bad? Eh. And now I’m sitting here, holding onto this secret, debating whether I should tell Luca or just let him find out the messy way. What do y’all think? Should I confess? Or should I let karma do its thing? 👀 anyways search Priscilla storytimezz for more crazy stuff like this

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Pony High Written by @vanessathebaconhater on YouTube. -------------------------------------------------------------------- [Scene 1, Pinkie Pie, Twilight Sparkle and Spike] (Twilight retreats to her library after running the Flim Flam brothers out of Ponyville with Applejack, Rainbow Dash and Rarity. Pinkie Pie sees Twilight in her library and decides to come in to ask her some questions about the racket at Sweet Apple Acres) Twilight: *sighs and flips through her book, 𝘗𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 Parallel Universes* Pinkie: *quickly barges in through the open door, making a loud sound* Twilight: PINKIE! Pinkie: Whaaaat? It was open! Twilight: CAN'T YOU KNOCK?! Pinkie: Sorry... Heehee... I wanted to tell you something! Twilight: What is it, Pinkie? Pinkie: Applejack wanted to celebrate a sleep over at her place for running the who...? Ugghh... The flimmer flamities! She was wondering if you come at like 8 PM. Just the 6 of us. Personally. Twilight: Yeah, sure I'll come. But do you not remember their names? Pinkie: No. I just grabbed all the cider I could and went home but when I went home I got a really bad cough! So that's why I couldn't come back. I really wish I could. Twilight: Oh, Flim and Flam. Pinkie: What did they do? 𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬. Pinkie: Hey! Whatcha reading?! Twilight: Nothing, just some physics. Pinkie: Oh, well aren't you going to tell me what they did? Twilight: Maybe at the sleepover? Pinkie: Pleeeaaase? With a cherry on toooop? Twilight: Okay fine... Pinkie: Were they cute? Twilight: What kind of question is that? Pinkie: C'mon! Tell me. Twilight: Flam really caught my eye. Pinkie: The one with the mustache? Twilight: Yeah... Promise you'll keep this a secret 𝘈𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 Twilight: He gave me a rose, before he and Flim competed for the Ponyville Cider Supply. Wait a minute... Pinkie: Oooooo! Twilight: How did you know one of them had a mustache? Pinkie: Silly, I watched you! I saw everything. Twilight: Uhm... Please dont tell anyone. Please. Pinkie: I promise! Pinkie promise!! Twilight: Okay. Thanks, I need to study now. Pinkie: Okie dokie loki! Twilight: 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦 Hahaha... Pinkie you're sooo random...Ha. Pinkie: Well I'll be going now! Bye Twi! Twi bye!! Twilight: Bye. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥𝘭𝘺 Twilight: 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 OH MY GOSH! SPIIIIIIKE!!! Spike: It's like this everyday. Can't you keep your voice down? Twilight: No I can't! Pinkie KNOWS. Spike: About your crush? Twilight: Yeah. She pinkie promised she wouldn't tell AJ. Spike: Well if she pinkie promises, that means she won't tell her! She risked her life once for a pinkie promise. Twilight: Okay, okay 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 I'm coming to Applejack's sleepover, at the barn, with my friends, we're going to eat apple pie, do each other's hair, everything is going to be ALRIGHT. Spike: If that's what you want. You can go. Twilight: Pack my bags. Spike: Ugh... -------------------------------------------------------------------- After the happenings of the first arrival of the Flim Flam brothers, Twilight falls in love with Flam. Pinkie asks her to go to a mane six celebration sleepover for ridding Flim and Flam out of town. The six of them play several board games including classic 𝘛𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘦. Twilight gets dared to jump off of a tree and goes comatose. She then wakes up to see herself in another universe where everything takes event in her old high school, with her old friends and is under the influence that she has time travelled or fell into a time rip. Twiflam! © Creative Commons Use tag "vanessathebaconhater" or "pony high' for moaaar!!
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A mafia vs royal lore : The King/Queen, owning one huge kingdom, JUST to themselves, is a delight, isn’t it? But there was always something missing for the King/Queen. No matter how grand the palace stood, how golden the halls gleamed under the torchlight, or how many loyal subjects bowed at their feet, and emptiness lingers within. The weight of the crown was just not one of power but of solitude. Each day was the same–lavish feasts, political meetings, and the occasional entertainments from jesters, and performers. Yet, no laughter truly reached their heart. No voice called to them with sincerity. The Grand Throne, lined with the finest silk and encrusted with precious gems, felt colder than the stone it was built on. The King/Queen sat upon it, gazing down at the great hall where nobles conversed in hushed tones. Where music played, and where servants moved like shadows, ensuring every glass remained full. Yet, none of it mattered. Eyes distant despite the lively court before them. Wealth, land, and loyalty–these were all in their grasp. Yet, it wasn’t enough. Power was never enough. Beyond the castle walls, unseen forces lurked. Underground syndicates, mercenary interactions, and the secretive crime lords–whispers of their influence reached even the highest halls of the palace. The King/Queen had conquered armies. They wanted more. The hard way or the easy way. The King/Queen sought to bend the mafias under their rule, to use them as silent enforcers. Expanding their reach beyond what the throne alone could grasp. But power borrowed is never power owned. When the ruler attempted to cut them off the consequences came swift and brutal. Power had been their greatest desire. Now it was their greatest downfall. credits: forgot
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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ ℰмєяу *ੈ✩‧₊˚ ˢʰᵉ'ᵈ ᡣ𐭩 🌼┆”ex” ┆🌼 ℬ𝓊 𝒷𝒶𝒾.ᐟ
I pray that the “Children” begging to be Gr00med are traps to catch Pedophiles and Predators
.- -ყαɯɳ! 🐰ℓɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ℳιѕѕଓ .. αяια™️⭑.ᐟ {🌙} ѕнє'∂:: [insert example or text]🥛..ᴍɪʟᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪᴇs?♡ ︎#»
ʜᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ! ɢᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ғᴏʟʟᴏᴡ ɪᴄᴇᴍɪɴᴛғʀᴇᴇᴢᴇ, ᴡʜᴏ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ғᴇᴀʀ ɢᴀʀᴅᴇɴ! sʜᴇ's ᴇxᴘᴇʀɪᴇɴᴄɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴏғ sᴛᴜғғ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ғɪɴᴅɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ. ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ sʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ғᴇᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜᴛᴜʙᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ, sʜᴇ's ᴀɴ ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ.
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⋆˚✿˖°ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ 10ᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀ ʜᴜɢᴇ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴀᴋ, ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏᴏᴍᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴜʀʀɪᴄᴀɴᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜰɪꜱʜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴄʜᴇꜱ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʏ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴍʏ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪꜰᴜʟ ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ. ᴀꜱ ɪ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜰɪꜱʜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇꜱ ɪ ɢʀᴀʙʙᴇᴅ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏɴᴇ ʙʏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜰᴜʟʟʏ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴀʀᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ. ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ, "ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ɢɪʀʟ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ?" ɪ ᴀᴍ ꜱɪᴍᴘʟʏ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇꜱᴇ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜰɪꜱʜ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ. ɪꜰ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴅɪᴇ." ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜɪᴍ. "ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴛᴀʀꜰɪꜱʜ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏʀᴇꜱ. ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘᴏꜱꜱɪʙʟʏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ?" ʜᴇ ꜱᴀɪᴅ. ɪ ᴛʜʀᴇᴡ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴄᴇᴀɴ. "ɪ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ." ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢ ɪ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ ɪɴ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ.⋆˚✿˖° search ST4R for more (im new here) i also put smth to make yall stop arguing.꩜ .ᐟᡣ𐭩
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Every morning in my mind… Author: Nga ("- . -) - Hello I am Brain and I want to wake her up. (uᴗu”) - Hello I am Dream and I am her dream. ------------------------------------------- 6:00 AM ("- . -) - Alright lazy girl, let’s wake up!    No - (uᴗu”) ("• . •) - Wait… Who the hell are you?    Just a sleepy, dreamy, … - (uᴗu”) ("- . -) - Ok shut up, now wake up!    But I wanna… - (uᴗu”) ("- . -) - WAKE UP!    s l e e p - (uᴗu”) ("O .O) - YOU DARE!    s l e e p - (uᴗu”) ("O_O) - ENOUGH!💥 -------------------{👊}-------------------  🤜✋ (>ᴗO”) (“o。o) - How the h*** did you absorb that?    You know, I am the d r e a m - (uᴗu”)    And your punch is weak btw - (u.u”) ("O_O) - Then take this!    Okie - (uᴗu”) ("=_=) 🖐☀ ~ Sunlight ~    Ehh! Dom a in E xp a ns i on 🙏 (u。u”) -------------------------------------------  ✦˚ '   .  ⋆ ˚ 🌙ㅤㅤ ("• . •) - Where am I!?    Somewhere only we know. - (>ᴗ<”) (">-<) - Cannot…move?  ~Shh, Let me blow you into the deep sleep~   🌀🌪🌫(u。u”) --------------------👁--------------------  >You dare underestimate me_ ("👁ᴗ⤙)🤟 🌌🌀   WHAT?! You just teleported that? - (>ᴗO”)  >You think only you have abilities like that huh_  >Enough funny, let me tell you_ ("ᴗ_ᴗ)🤚💧🔥✋ -------------------|☯|------------------- ("👁.⤙)👉━━━━━━☯ >.<”) ⚫💨━━━━━━━━━━✴ ("-ᴗ-) - ezezezezezez   Not yet - ノᴖO”)   ₊’⊹(uᴗu”) *regenerated ("• . •) - What the f***?    🖕(uᴗu”)  -------------------👁 👁-----------------   =͟͟͞͞🤜   =͟͟͞͞🤜 *miss ("👁_👁) =͟͟͞͞🤜  (°^°”) =͟͟͞͞🤜 *miss   =͟͟͞͞🤜   =͟͟͞͞🤜   =͟͟͞͞🤜 *miss  ~ Shield Activated ~ 🤜🛡━ 🤜🛡 🤚(≧ᗜ≦”) 🤜🛡━  >Such a waste of time!_  >Domain expansion: solar storm_       =͟͟͞͞☀━━━━━━━━━   =͟͟͞͞🤞(“👁_👁)✌━━━━━━━     =͟͟͞͞🔆━━━━━━━━    ~ Don’t die too early! ~  ~ Domain expansion: Moon Sequence ~   ━  .  ⋆ ˚    ━✦˚ 🌑🌓🌔   ━━🌕 (ᴗ。ᴗ”) 🌒✦˚   ━.˚  🌖🙏🌘 ⋆ ˚   ━━━━━=͟͟͞͞⚪⚫˚.━━━━━ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩ💥ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ (“👁_✖) - …   ₊’⊹(𓁹‿𓁹”) *regenerated (“👁-✖) - This f***ing cheater   (“👁-✖) - Again! - (uᴗu”)   (“👁.✖)👉=͟͟͞͞🌌)(🌀👌(u。u”) ▇▆▅▄▃▂💥▂▃▄▅▆▇   (“👁ཀ༽ - …   GGEZ! - (𓁹‿𓁹”)  ~ You did well! Now rest in the Deep Sleep ~ (“=ཀ༽ - Maybe I cannot defeat you  > But this thing can!_ (“👁_༽ 🤞━━━━⏰   ?! - (• . •”) ⏰🖖━The Alarm of Death━━ ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ(“💔)ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ ━━━━━━━💥━━━━━━☀ (“=_༽ - Finally End!   Me irl: (“=_=)ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨⏰ـﮩﮩ٨ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ -----------------𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭-----------------
╰◞ ⸝⸝🐰 .; ℳαн-мι . .» 'z ˡⁱˡ ℰѕʟι 🖇️ , ┊ » ╮💭⌇ᵗᵉˢᵗ . . '; ♯“ ℬᴜʜ ' ʙʏᴇ! ᴄ; ”
Emma was walking peacefully with her friends from out of the locker room until she told them, "Oh, wait here, I forgot something in the locker room." When she entered, the locker room was all dark and empty. As she was walking through the lockers, she thought she saw a dark shadow passing by dragging a body? Emma got a heart-attack, but hoped she saw nothing. As she finally reached her locker, she saw blood on the floor, and on her locker, was a note. It was written in blood and said, Ỵ̛̖͋͢O̖̼ͩ͌͐U̠҉̷̙ͦ A̷͙ͭͫ̕R͉̜̎͡͠Ḛͭ̉̇͟ N̺̻̔̆ͅḚͭ̉̇͟X̵̹̬̄̽T̨͗̌ͥ. She was about to leave and tried opening the door, but it was locked. When she turned around, she saw a figure approaching closer and closer to her. It was a demon, it snarled and stayed about 6 feet away. It stayed quietly still, and Emma's heart was thumping. In a blink of an eye, the demon came up to her and grabbed her and dragged her just as it did to the random body. The demon took her to a nearby pool, Emma was yelping and screaming for help. But no one heard her begging. It dropped her into the pool. It was it, Emma knew, she was going to die right there and then. But instead of dying, when she opened her eyes, she was transported into a dark world. Fire burned as if it was the very thing that kept this world alive. Everywhere looked so burnt and dead. But where was she?
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