Friday, May 11, 2012

Death Comments

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As i fade away i hear voices.voices that are very familair to me.it was the sound of whispering crows.the more they talk the more i shiver. It cold voice sends tangles down the back if my neck.

They reapeadly say'your coming with us.'it ecos though my head.i start to panic even more by the minute. I ripp my hair out, i scream ouy loud clinching my fist.
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Naylen Shadd
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