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| Death Of Jesse | |||||||
| One day, minding my own buisness out of no where, Kaydee gave me this peice of paper which said something about me beingdead and everyone going to commemorate my death. I asked Kaydee how i died, and she didn't know. Next day she gave this to me, a story showing how i died. very tragic incident, almost true story (not really, but wouldn't it be cool) Sadly, you can see the other side from this thin paper... oh well.. | |||||||
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