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Sunday, April 3, 2011

i drove by marks home, just a few minutes ago. he was sitting on his front porch swing enjoying the much needed, nice spring day. As i saw him again, the hair on my neck stood up and I got chills up my arms. the lead voice started chanting " Die, die, die, die" no other voices countered him, nor did... Sign in to see full entry.

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