It’s like every little memory connecting back to that place… Those faces… Those words… It ruins me inside. The outside sources are indescribable in terror inducing power.

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It’s like every little memory connecting back to that place… Those faces… Those words… It ruins me inside. The outside sources are indescribable in terror inducing power.
I can't sleep.

Published by DonnieMaddens

I attended Seventh Heaven High School. On my Graduation Day senior year, I was framed. My life hasn't been the same ever since.

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  1. chandler helt says:
    September 5, 2021 at 10:31 pm

    Not even a kid could believe this

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    1. DonnieMaddens says:
      September 6, 2021 at 3:34 am

      At the time, I didn’t. I’m still trying to find out who the ringleader was. Every lead just takes me back to the start

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