StolenA Poem by EmilyMonstersI was only three When the monsters took me Three Years Old All twenty of them Stole me But I don't know if you would call it that When your mother Lets them take you You think I would start to like it here After Fourteen years But in these Fourteen years I've grown to hate it I've grown to hate everything Even my mother
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StatsAuthorEmilyFergus Falls, MNAboutHello!, I am Emily and I like to write! When I first got into writing, I started writing a small story about a highschool girl and her sister. I found out I was good at writing when one day at school .. more..Writing
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