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When I wished they could just leave me alone,

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[MORPH] When my surgeon asked me if I had a face in mind I'd want him to copy, I said just make me look young and pretty.

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Everyday he wakes up to the voice of his mom telling him that breakfast is served and he should hurry up for school.

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For the twelfth time, the boy welcomed the spirit into his body, allowing it to use him the way it wanted.

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There was nothing ever more devastating than losing everything in the fire.

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All this time Samara believed it was a male god they worshipped on the cross.

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Underneath the scintillating lights, through the songs that lifted her soul like no other, Frida joined the crowd of party animals that pranced and jived on the dance floor.

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There the rest of us were--huddled together as the sight of our families kept getting smaller until they were gone.

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Once every 24 horror stories written here, a person dies from an accident inexplicably forewarned through things related to the writer.

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Title	Upvotes	Mark as read	Favorited	Rating	Add to a list
When I wished they could just leave me alone,	11
[MORPH] When my surgeon asked me if I had a face in mind I'd want him to copy, I said just make me look young and pretty.	9
Everyday he wakes up to the voice of his mom telling him that breakfast is served and he should hurry up for school.	8
For the twelfth time, the boy welcomed the spirit into his body, allowing it to use him the way it wanted.	7
There was nothing ever more devastating than losing everything in the fire.	6
All this time Samara believed it was a male god they worshipped on the cross.	3
Underneath the scintillating lights, through the songs that lifted her soul like no other, Frida joined the crowd of party animals that pranced and jived on the dance floor.	3
There the rest of us were--huddled together as the sight of our families kept getting smaller until they were gone.	1
Once every 24 horror stories written here, a person dies from an accident inexplicably forewarned through things related to the writer.	0