Throughout the entire day I’ve been brainstorming for my horror story assignment. All throughout the MRT and bus trips, and even discussing with my ex-classmate thinking about every form of conceivable evil and horror in the world. I’m thinking if I brainstorm enough, I can cram all that malice into my short story and hopefully screw over my reader’s sleep for the night.
Drawback’s that I’m becoming rather affected myself. I need to take a break and continue this post tmr.
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