I don't own any names or the soap opera. *********************************** On a clear snowy night in a midwesterntown called Salem, people everywhere were praying for someone, Until up in the sky, Saint Peter and Saint Mark was talking to each-other. "Hello, Saint peter, is there trouble down there in that town?", Saint Mark asked.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Stefano D. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 10 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 4/11/2013 - Status: Complete - id: 9192504
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I Don't Own Any Names.
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