Cupid Of Gold (Part 2, page 1 of 5)


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Part 2

Walking out of the white fog speaking as the fog disallows looking at his youngest sister cradling a dirty stuffed doll.

No longer in that form, broken dear sister, the next time around

Zandra will be in your arms,not I never again, now be my doll little sister

"his voice dead" tell me where our big sister is hiding

"letting out a disturbed scream the bunny Doll falling from her hands

As she backs up her left eye started twitching as her right one went wide with fear,

starts curling up in to her self shaking and rocking back and forth"

no no no no no no no..... You not here ,not here no no ,your not real,real no no real real.

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