19,541 Days Words in My NaNovel

12,930 Days Alive

So, I woke up this morning scared out of my wits because I thought someone was in my room. While it was still dark out, I woke up and could have sworn someone was standing in the middle of my room, looking for something. Scared a year off my days, for sure.

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