I've been lonely for quite some time. I haven't seen my family in years, and they never bother to visit. I've always been the black sheep of the bunch. Maybe it's something about my perstepsonality they find unsettling, or my collections they find disturbing. Either way, I make do with myself, and I'm fine with that.I was surprised when I heard knocking on the front door. I never have visitors, so I had no idea who it could be. I was greeted by a petite redhead who smiled at me with her b

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