Apaurushya
Creed didn't stop, he kept climbing branch by branch. "I have to hold back, it's not dad! pull yourself together, man."
~MY BOY, LOOK AT ME~
"twinkle, twinkle little star... how I wonder what u are..." Creed kept mumbling while ignoring the tempting voice behind his back. He didn't stop once as if wanted to muffle the voice coming from his back. "12 sevens are 84, 12 eights are 96, 12 nines are 108, 12 tens are—"
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