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Fatasme Imagination Chapter 3: Black Blood The slightly odd conversation between Ibby, Liz and I got me thinking. I decided to stretch my legs and walk while I thought. It seemed the more I talked to that boy, the stranger he seemed. It was almost irritating how much he made me obsessed with him. I kept wanting to tell myself that he's just a slightly eccentric boy. That's all. But then there was that itch in the back of my brain that made me wonder if they're something more. I got giddy just thinking about how it could be like one of my mystery novels.More Like This
My thoughts had distracted me, and before I knew it I was walking into the lobby of my apartment complex. My uncle was there
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