Westwood! I walked upped to this massive black Bilding I see cracked Walls and broken glass my auntie Vera had sent me here to be grateful for what I get my mum died when I was 5 so she no longer makes the decisions it's my aunties choose now 1month later:I have just woken up because I hear something coming from the bathroom so I walk to the bathroom (silence)I wonder what it was then all of a sudden ahhhhh!! The wall is smothered with blood saying"becca becca I'm here to see your funeral good luck in hell!!"
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