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Wednesday, January 4, 2006


The Long Story (short)
well i wasnt gonna say anything but i feel like saying my story...why i dont delve into the occult anymore..

july 1998,time 5.15 am..(lol,nah ok ill really tell it,proply)

ok, well me an one of my friends used to sit at the table in the mornings and just read books on the occult while eating our cereal, anyways we would do some "spellwork" during some nights,it was entertaining,but i always had a chilling feeling like we whernt the only two in the room...

anyways,days went by,so did the nights..until,the one night,we just finished lighting some candles up (looks cool havin lots of them) and we closed the door to his room,as soon as i closed it i felt a sudden chill like someone dropped a icecube down my back,i jumped abit an spun around to face my friend,and he was holding a tray of icecubes(lol,not really)..ooh hell with it, maybe ill tell it later when im not in a stupid mood,lol

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