The scariest urban legend in each state

By Bonnie Gringer

Anon is rice farmer

tiredly scootin her way into your heart

my neck, my back, my

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“You know, long as I was at war, you know, I never thought about, uh, what would happen next. What I was gonna do when it was over. But I guess that’s it, you know. I think that might be the hardest part, the silence. The silence when the gunfire ends. How do you live in that? I guess that’s what you’re trying to figure out, huh? It’s what you guys are doing. You’re working on it. I respect that. I just, um… If you’re gonna look at yourself really look in the mirror, you gotta, yeah, you gotta admit who you are. But not just to yourself, you gotta admit it to everybody else. First time as long as I can remember I don’t have a war to fight. I guess if I have to be honest, I just… I’m scared.“

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