The SUV tumbled through the gravel roads like a poorly made theme ride, threatening to send Kali’s uneasy stomach into knots. The road was flanked on either side by thick forests, blocking any view other than the oppressively dense trees. She and her four friends had been trudging down the poorly kept trail for the
how my neighbor “helped” me by bigpapa662
first story so leave ideas and etc. Here I go 1st story!Im a regular 15 year old boy that lives with my mom. My dad left me when I was 3 and life went on from their. Im no what u call good looking but im not that bad. Im 6ft 3 in and 150lbs,some
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