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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?
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There's No Reason to Be Afraid
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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.

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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."
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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.
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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.

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The Operation
 On the farthest point of Long Island, the last scrap of land that still counts as New York, there sits a tremendous, abandoned building. Protected by its own isolated location, there is also at any given time two to three Security Guards there. However, if one approaches the cast iron gates on the night of December 4th, you will see that on this night, even those few security guards
refuse to work. The gates are left unlocked, and the wind will be utterly still, a nearly opaque fog filling the peninsula. Go directly to the main doors and step within, there will be a single long hallway, the end occluded by that fog. If you look to either side upon entering, you will see a modern operating room through a glass door. The further in that you walk, the older the equipment will get and the
more old fashioned the doctors will be dressed. When you can finally come upon the end of the hallway, the screams of the patients will be nearly deafening. The hall will terminate in an open door leading to a single wooden table where a man in woolen medical clothing, stained brown from blood, will be bent over a corpse. The body's face will be covered, and the man will turn silently, screwing the top onto a cloudy jar of liquid, filled to the brim. He will hand this abnormally heavy object to
you, before turning back to his work. Instantly, you will be outside of those cast iron gates. From that point on, disease and injury will never affect you, but if you ever open that cloudy jar and pull out the contents... you will find a heart, pulsing and beating loudly in your palm. A sudden feeling of horror and revulsion will pass through you as realization strikes, that you have just pulled your own living heart from your
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It has been said that the definition of insanity is "doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results". I understand the sentiment behind
the saying, but it's wrong. I entered the building on a bet. I was strapped for cash and didn't buy into the old legends of the hotel to begin with, so fifty bucks was more than enough to get me do it. It was simple. Just reach the top floor, the 45th floor,
shine my flashlight from a window. The hotel was old and broken, including the elevator, so that meant hiking up the stairs. So up the stairs I went. As I reached each platform, I noted the old brass plaques displaying the floor numbers. 15, 16, 17, 18. I felt a little tired as I
crept higher, but so far, no ghosts, no cannibals, no demons. Piece of cake. I can't tell you how happy I was as I entered that last stretch of numbers. 1 joyfully counted them aloud at each platform. 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 44. 1 stopped and looked back down the stairs. I must have miscounted, so I con- tinued up. 44. One more flight. 44. And then down ten flights. 44. Fifteen
flights. 44. And so it's been for as long as I can remember. So really, insanity isn't doing something repeatedly and expecting different results. It is knowing, that the results will never ever change; that each door leads to the same staircase, to the same number. It's realizing you no longer fall asleep. It's, not knowing, whether you've been running for days or weeks or years. It's when the
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You've always had a slightly ridiculous phobia of mirrors. It's never interfered with your life before, except in small and completely inconsequential ways. You'd close your eyes during a middle school session of Bloody Mary, would rush past them in a dark hallway, things any red blooded American raised on a steady diet of
horror and gore would call more habit than oddity. One night, late, you're getting ready to go out with some friends. You feel grimy, so you all decide to get ready at your apartment where you can clean up with your own products. Ev- eryone's hanging out, taking pictures, and gonerally having fun as you decide to wash your makeup off and start fresh. You decide that the quickest way to do this is the way they show in commercials, where you get it all over with at once by splashing water over your tightly shut eyes and completely soaking your bathroom floor. You glance up quickly to be sure that your friends don't notice your moment of hesitation when it's time to close your
oyes and scrub within sight of the mirror. As you rinse off your face, your eyes open to see your reflection staring back at you, which is not unusual, What is slightly off, however, is that when you go to leave, the other you does not. You stare at each other with wide eyes, waiting to see what happens next. You turn to your friends to see if they're seeing what you're seeing to find their grins growing wider, too wide to be quite human. Their eyes turn as black as coal, and they start to walk forward. Your reflection and your friends reflections start to scream. Your friends lunge for-
ward towards their dopplegangers.
You always knew you were on the wrong side. As your oyos begin to burn in an entirely sick, ploasant way, your grin stretches wide. Too
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I Am From Mountains
	I am from mountains, at least that’s what I keep telling myself. I started skiing 3 years ago, and I thought I had mastered everything. I could carve turns, I could ski backwards, I could even do some tricks on small jumps, and I could do almost all the hardest runs at Mt.Hood Meadows, where I normally ski. Today though, this was different. I had been so excited to go on this vacation, heading to a mountain that apparently has amazing skiing. Now that I started skiing however I wasn’t quite so sure.
	I stood at the top of a warm up run, and already I could feel my skis sticking to the much thicker than usual snow, it was soft beneath my feet, and whenever I wanted to turn, I would just sink down on one foot and lose my balance, making it extremely difficult to do anything. Okay, here we go! I started down, and immediately I found it very hard to balance, not just to the side, but I also felt myself falling backwards as the powder grabbed my skis. Suddenly, Poof! I fell down, after only making one turn, looking like a beginner. 
	“Jason, are you okay?” My dad asks, gliding through the snow effortlessly as he always does. “Yep, all good,” I reply, not wanting for him to think that I am struggling. I got back up, luckily my skis didn’t fall off, and I am able to start skiing again. This time I make three awkward turns before falling again, and again, and again. Soon, my dad caught on that I, in fact, was not doing well, and that I did need help. “In order to ski powder,” he told me, “You must try and put your weight evenly between your skis, not just put weight on one at a time like normal. That way you can stay on top of the thick snow easier.” 
That had made some sense to me, but not a lot. How am I supposed to turn if I can’t put weight on my skis? Just as expected, when I tried it, I lost control and fell face first into the snow, losing both of my skis and poles in the process. After I manage to put my skis back on, I look up at the beautiful peak of Mt. Baker, with all of its ridges, peaks, and trees, and I realize today might not be as fun as I thought.
As it turns out, the start of this day was not fun at all. Not only was I unable to ski in the powder and enjoy it, I also got increasingly more wet and exhausted the more basic runs we went down. Before I knew it 

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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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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣆⠀⠀⢀⣴⠟⠁⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣇⣴⠟⠁⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣶⣶⣶⣤⣤⣀⡀⢀⣴⣿⠿⠿⢿⣷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣀⣤⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⠋⠉⠉⠙⠻⠿⣿⣿⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠙⢿⣷⣤⣤⣤⣤⣤⣄⣀⣤⣶⣾⣿⠿⠛⠛⠿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣾⣿⣠⣤⣤⣄⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⠛⠛⠛⠛⠻⠿⠟⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⣶⣿⣶⣶⣿⠟⠛⠻⣿⣯⣙⣿⠆⠀⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⠋⠀⠀⢀⣸⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⠛⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣸⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⡀⠀⠀⣾⡟⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⣠⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣿⠿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⣷⣄⠀⠙⠿⠿⠻⣿⣶⣾⠟⠋⠀⠀⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⡿⣿⣶⣤⣀⣤⣾⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⠃⠀⠉⠛⠛⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⣤⣤⣤⣤⣿⣿⣤⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣿⣿⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠉⠉⠉⠉⣿⣿⠉⠛⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⣤⣶⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣶⣶⣆⠀⠀⠀⠘⠿⠿⣿⡿⠿⠿⠿⠿⠀
⠀⢀⣀⣀⣿⣿⣤⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⢀⣀⣠⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠛⠟⠛⠛⣿⣯⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠋⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣴⡿⠛⢻⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢛⣿⣿⣷⣶⡄⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⣷⣶⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠻⠿⠟⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢴⣦⣤⣾⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⢠⣶⡿⠿⠛⢿⣿⣆⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣤⣿⡿⠿⣿⣦⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠈⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⠻⣿⣷⣦⣄⣀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣤⣶⣤⣤⣤⣴⡾⠿⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⠙⠛⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠙⠻⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠉⠁⠉⠻⣿⣯⣶⣿⣿⣶⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⠃⣠⣴⣶⣶⣶⣶⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠛⠁⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⠃⣼⡿⠋⠀⠀⠈⣹⣿⠿⠿⢿⣷⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⡿⠁⠀⣿⣇⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⠏⠀⠀⠀⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣰⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠸⣿⣦⡀⣰⣿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣠⣾⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⣿⣿⣏⡀⠀⠀⢀⣰⣿⠏⠀⢀⣠⣶⡿⠟⠉⢸⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⡟⠁⠀⠀⢸⣿⡄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠻⠿⣿⡿⠟⠻⣷⣾⡿⠛⠉⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⣿⣧⣀⠀⠀⠈⣿⣿⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⠀⠀⣀⣴⣿⠏⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠛⠿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣿⣷⣶⣾⣿⣿⠟⠋⠀⠀⢀⣄⣄⣄⢠⣠⡄
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣟⣻⢿⣧
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠉⠛⠙⠛⠈⠋

new hello kitty kawaii cute sanrio puroland sanrio 🌷 🩷 hello kitty with a heart dot art text art ascii art

🦢✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆𓆝 ⋆｡𖦹°‧🫧

new elegance simply lover ocean

🌷🍃🪴

new 🌷 🍃 🪴

🥞✨🌷🕯️

new 🥞 ✨ 🌷 🕯️

🎧🌷

new melody lily tulipa flower folk song esthetic cute music rhythm

Happy FriYAY to YOU! 🤗❣️💐

new 🤗 ❣️ 💐

♡ ︎𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

new lily tulipa tulip

⋆｡‧˚ʚ🍓ɞ˚‧｡⋆

new ballet canvas 🌷 bow ballerina violin

..୨🌷♡⁠˖⁠꒱🍥.·°

new 🌷

🐳🦢ೀ‎♡‧₊˚

new lovable nerdy creepy artful mammal sexy loveable lovely agape goofy cuddlesome seraphic

⠀      🌷🌸🌷🌸
         🌸🌷🌸🌷🌸
       Λ🌷🌸🌷🌸🌷
      ( ˘ ᵕ ˘🌷🌸🌷
       ヽ  つ＼     ／꧂
          UU   / 🎀 \꧂

new kitty flowers ✨ 🐱 💐 cat pet purring

ᝰ.ᐟ⋆˚✿˖°

new coquette simple simply

⁠⑅.°🌷☆˖₊🌧️˖⑅°.

new hoa tulipa flower plant rainy cloudy y2k

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

new 🩷 🌷 tulip mania kaomoji

🤍ㅤ ᵕ̈♡︎🪞🕊️🤍✨

new capek bahagia ngeluh sengsara

💐°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

new 💐 victorian era old kingdom queen victoria

౨ৎ

new bio simple easy simplex simply

✨🤍💐

new ✨ 🤍 💐

      ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒✧˚.🎀༘⋆
     

new tulip kitty kissy face hand heart middle finger monster blossoms tulipa cute bios

☆⋆｡𖦹°‧★

new simply simple

｡ﾟ•—🌷୨୧--–• ｡ﾟ⋆˚🌸✿˖°―୨🪻୧⋆ ˚
┊Hιι! ωlcm to my bio!!⋆˚✿˖°
┊floωεr gαrdεn!𐙚⋆.˚🌻𐐪𐑂
╰┈➤꒰I'm (name)!꒱꒱

︵‿💐︵‿𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐎︵‿🌺︵‿
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┊꩜🌸.ᐟ꒰My fav floωεr is (name of flower)!!⋆˚✿˖°
┊꒰🪻꒰(name) is my ridε or dιε!⋆˚🌷˖°
╰
︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵‿
꒰꒰𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒: EYAKIMOY on roblox!!꒱🌹꒱

(Delete this) it doesn't tag I checked 

new EYAKIMOY roblox bio flower garden fantasy bio 🌷 cute kaomoji

𓍼ོ🎀🪞🩰🦢🕯️•ﻌ•ᝰ.ᐟᝰ.ᐟ

new seraphic sweet cute sweetness sweetish

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

new bow tulip pink pinkish 🌷 flower

      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
     
      𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒₊˚*ੈ♡⸝⸝🪐༘⋆
     
      °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

new lucu pinter konyol

❛  i just 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 the rain . .  ❜ 
౨ৎ [mbti]  𝜗𝜚  [name]  .ᐟ

creds 2 wxclf on kord :3
hav a nice day i luhv u 🦢🪶

new simple cute discord bio short info discord bio easy plain uncomplicated simply

.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖.𖥔 ݁ ˖

new plain vanilla simply simple

༘˚⋆𐙚｡⋆𖦹.✧˚

new simply cute preppy bio

      ᝰ.ᐟ
     

new lucu pinter

࿆⚘.

new tulip lily tulipa

      ֶָ֢
     𓍼

new could tea caddy simply aesthetic

𓆩ꨄ︎𓆪🌜˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚𓍯𓂃𓏧♡𓆰𓆪
      ﮩـﮩﮩ٨ـ🫀ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ
     🌷

new seraphic sweet voluptuousness sweetness

౨ৎ ˖ ࣪⊹ 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝜗𝜚˚⟡˖࣪

new coquette dainty angelic dolette cute cute symbols cherubic delicacy sweet coquet seraphic delicate nice

🎗♟️

new kawaii simple bio easy cuteness simply

🎗♟️✨✩

new kawaii simple bio easy cuteness simply

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⡠⡀⡀⡄⠠⠄⠐⠆⠕⠉⠩⠘⠮⣭⣇⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⡀⢀⡂⠆⡍⡨⠂⠭⠀⠒⢀⠊⠀⠉⠈⣈⠼⠇⠋⠙⠙⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡠⣦⣚⠸⠓⡎⠉⠂⠋⠁⠀⠀⠠⡀⠀⠀⡀⢔⠚⠅⠐⠈⠈⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣺⣾⠝⠂⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠴⠎⠀⣐⠶⠋⠔⣀⡥⠆⠂⠒⠃⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢾⠯⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⣫⣽⠶⠛⠋⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢂⠭⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡼⡵⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠰⠆⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡆⡁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡹⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡾⡃⠀⠀⢀⡤⣤⣤⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣵⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣽⠁⠀⠰⣻⣶⠀⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢬⡿⡄⠀⠘⠛⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⣠⠆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⡩⡧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡔⠋⢿⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣨⡾⢉⡂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣬⠀⡇⠈⠄⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⡐⡘⢀⠀⢠⢿⡧⡀⠀⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⠴⠛⠄⢀⢇⠅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡝⢤⢜⡡⠰⣂⠢⡀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡬⠊⡀⢁⠌⡁⠤⠘⠻⢷⣭⠭⠇⢶⣪⠄⠀⠀⠀⠨⠠⢣⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠆⠃⠀⠀⠈⢪⠄⡿⡣⠮
⠀⠀⠀⢀⡔⡃⣀⠨⠒⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⡮⠂⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⠀⠀⠂
⠀⠀⠀⠉⠙⠉⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠗⣀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⢀⣴⠨⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠈⠐⠤
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠨⠌⠂⠆⠐⠀⠗⣋⡵⢁⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⢠⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠠⠀⢠⠂⠂⠂⠒⠀⠘⠅⠀⠀⡀⡄⠀⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⠄⠢⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠁⠀⠁⡀⡹⠅⡐⣈⡰⠖⡀⠉⠀⠠⡀⠤⠐⠀⠠⠣⠈⠃⢀⠐⠀⢆⠃⠋⠀⠀⡂⠀⡠⠰⢀⠈⠀⠀⠀⠀⠄⠀⠂⠆⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⡁⠔⠷⢅⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠅⠀⠀⢀⠌⠀⡀⠀⠈⢀⠐⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⠅⠀⠀⠐⠀⠀⠊⠀⠀⠑⠀⠂⠀⠅⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⢀⠀
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