Once my playground, now my haunted mansion

Finally, the wait is over. But I pray that I don’t ever have to use it…

I just don’t know why that I’ve came to really really hate and loathe being in that place that once felt so familiar, safe, comforted and at peace at, every time I was there.

People change I guess…

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