Strings: Prologue Fear. Overwhelming fear. It was this level of terror that now held Fiona Rawling in its unyielding grasp. Her arms were bound at the wrists behind the hard back of the chair in which she was sitting, her ankles were tied to the chairs legs. She wore only an oversized mens shirt and panties, her usual sleeping attire. She had been forcefully awakened by the man who had invaded her home and bound her tightly to the chair in which she sat. Now she sat, bound and gagged, in her cold dark room, her wide eyes nervously scanning the deep shadoStrings: Prologue
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Do not give up hope and know that often things are not what they seem; that things may be restored to us, too, as well as taken away...
1- You can hug the person who hugged you!
2- You -MUST- hug 6 other people, at least!
3- You should hug them in public! Paste it on their user page!
4- Random hugs are perfectly okay! (and sweet)
5- You should most definitely get started hugging right away!
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am one.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend
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"If you don't have any proof you need to get the fuck off my porch." - Wendell by ZomaS-M
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"If you don't have any proof you need to get the fuck off my porch." - Wendell by ZomaS-M
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"You will forever be my Gargoyle."
"I am Wendell Carmen. And I killed Jezebel Gibson."
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"If you don't have any proof you need to get the fuck off my porch." - Wendell by ZomaS-M
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"You will forever be my Gargoyle."
"I am Wendell Carmen. And I killed Jezebel Gibson."
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