

Necrotia Chapter FiveThats it good job Anthony praised me as he walked me down the path and helped me up the stairs to his front door. Even though I knew I wasnt doing very well walking, it was still nice of him to encourage me. He continued to help me into the house. When we got in, I was greeted with a hug by a familiar woman. This must be Mrs. Frederick. Oh, sweetheart, were so glad to have you here! She sniffled followed by a single tear falling down her cheek. Mom, Anthony interrupted. Uh, her muscles are still really weak, Then he spoke in a whisper. And I hNecrotia Chapter Five
| The name's Tori Janessa, but most call me just Tori. Well, not "just Tori"...just "Tori"...get me? Yeah. Ahaha. So, I could start from the time I was born at 6:04 am on August 8th, in 1994, but I definitley don't feel like starting that far back. I keep with the recent: sophomore, girlfriend, daughter, lover, psychologist-wannabe, not the smartest crayon in the box. Got it? |
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"What do you care? Her life means nothing."
-Ink-Jamin Winans-
Club: #EndlessOriginality
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Listen to this song: "Hold Me Tight" by The Beatles
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"What do you care? Her life means nothing."
-Ink-Jamin Winans-
Club: #EndlessOriginality
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Listen to this song: "Hold Me Tight" by The Beatles
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"What do you care? Her life means nothing."
-Ink-Jamin Winans-
Club: #EndlessOriginality
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