Laurens Tale
They have been around since I was a little girl. They were always there. I would scream when I dream of the murders they committed. I would scream even louder when I would find the strangers standing over my bed. My parents then would rush in
It was always the same thing every time,
“Oh honey it was only a nightmare,” my mother would say. “It was only a bad dream.”
She meant good . I know she meant well. She tried to comfort me telling me that there were…
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