My log: June 13, 2008
Me and my Друзья heard a story of the tails doll living in a shack on вверх of the hills, the shack may not look like it, but it used to be a hotel back many years ago, before i was even born. It was one of the best looking with the best hospitality ever until that cursed day... a little child stumbled into the hotel he had serious deep cut marks and a pair of knives in him, straight through both lungs, with him he dragged a blood soaked tails plush doll a nurse bandaged his wounds and tried everything, but nothing succeeded. His last few words were "please do not waste...
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