The anonymous murderer
As Paul tip-toed to his wooden bed, he jumped on to his bed. At that moment, he heard a creepy voice from his cuboard. “Hello?” anxiously whispered Paul. He was scared to his toenails.
As Paul tip-toed to his wooden bed, he jumped on to his bed. At that moment, he heard a creepy voice from his cuboard. “Hello?” anxiously whispered Paul. He was scared to his toenails.
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