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Her name was Sarah lake.Madame Sarah to be correct.Madame Sarah was a absolute gem.She was fair looking and of decent lineage, and she took care of me.Madame Sarah took care of all of us.Us as in the troubled you see.She came to own this building. It being bout the size of your average penitentiary.3 floors upward. 5 rooms, on each floors.Filled each room were three boys in each. The boys who filled these rooms,sons of noble men,bankers,politicians and the average man. Yet enough about them more about the building. It was dim year round,with the occasional shimmer of the late noon sun that came from the cracked window in the library,which mind you was not filled with anything worth the read.Yet there were other attributes to that grand building.For the young ones a playground was placed on the far west side of the building,likely donated by one of the better off boys parents.I bet to humor them,to make it feel as if they were not guilty of abandoning him here to rot.
Next was the field.Formerly the penitentiary area was a Berry farm.So when the farm torn down and the penitentiary built, we inherited a place to run around as most boys my age did at the time.On occasion we would find berries on the field. They came in different colors red, blue, purple, sometimes orange.
During this one hour we get, I took the opportunity to hide myself away and take a look at my collection.Now many wonder why I am here, in this penitentiary. They say I'm very sane boy! Yet the thing is I love to collect.
No I be not a lowly thief.What I collect is something more individual yet I only take one.
I am not a greedy boy no.
My name is Larson Camble and I collect Eyes.
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So I was planning on writing some creepy shorts Called Madame Sarah's home for troubled boys!

I was also planning on having a creepypasta thing where I just tell wierd stories that come to mind anyway enjoy!

art/characters (C)(TM) Pia Soleil Haywood all rights reserved

Description
Her name was Sarah lake.Madame Sarah to be correct.Madame Sarah was a absolute gem.She was fair looking and of decent lineage, and she took care of me.Madame Sarah took care of all of us.Us as in the troubled you see.She came to own this building. It being bout the size of your average penitentiary.3 floors upward. 5 rooms, on each floors.Filled each room were three boys in each. The boys who filled these rooms,sons of noble men,bankers,politicians and the average man. Yet enough about them more about the building. It was dim year round,with the occasional shimmer of the late noon sun that came from the cracked window in the library,which mind you was not filled with anything worth the read.Yet there were other attributes to that grand building.For the young ones a playground was placed on the far west side of the building,likely donated by one of the better off boys parents.I bet to humor them,to make it feel as if they were not guilty of abandoning him here to rot.
Next was the field.Formerly the penitentiary area was a Berry farm.So when the farm torn down and the penitentiary built, we inherited a place to run around as most boys my age did at the time.On occasion we would find berries on the field. They came in different colors red, blue, purple, sometimes orange.
During this one hour we get, I took the opportunity to hide myself away and take a look at my collection.Now many wonder why I am here, in this penitentiary. They say I'm very sane boy! Yet the thing is I love to collect.
No I be not a lowly thief.What I collect is something more individual yet I only take one.
I am not a greedy boy no.
My name is Larson Camble and I collect Eyes.
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So I was planning on writing some creepy shorts Called Madame Sarah's home for troubled boys!

I was also planning on having a creepypasta thing where I just tell wierd stories that come to mind anyway enjoy!

art/characters (C)(TM) Pia Soleil Haywood all rights reserved