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Light stretched out from under the door and crept quietly into the hallway, illuminating a sliver of wood on the floor. All around creaks and groanin..
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Entry #8 1910sProlouge...From the tallest point of the new asylum building, a little girl in a white dress held the hand of an older man, cover..
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Entry #9 191os Goosebumps ran all over the outside of his body, pimpling up like tiny mountains. Beneath these was a river of cold shivers surging thr..
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Entry #10 1910sJake grunted as he hit the floor with a thud. Concrete and cold, the room he was forced into looked more barren than any other he had s..
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Entry #11 1910s Sentenced to death by drowning; Jake could not believe it. Now, a little over a month into his captivity here at Rosewell, he was begi..
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Entry #12 1910s “We can’t keep him alive.” “What else are we going to do? The higher-ups will go berserk if they hear we kille..
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Sometimes we all feel like shadows, unnoticed.For moments at a time we just want to be quotedor at least be noted by those who we dotedupon. It's pure..
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... different people/stories, same wish.
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This is for you now, champ.You deserve for them to ampyour voice up into the sky.I bet all the planes that flyso high above us will fallif only to hea..
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I'm here,all alone.I wish Icould call your phone. No more time for me to wait and watch you bewith someoneelse I know.Just give mea chance..
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