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Black Dahlia

SmithstaaSister

There was a passage of my life where a spirit haunted me. Everywhere I went, trouble seemed to follow. And always, always, someone ended up getting hurt. An example of this was on a fine summers morning. My friends, Kayliee and Jodie, invited me out with two boys, Patch and Gabriel. We were all lazing about on the grass, chatting, when it began to rain. Just a moment ago, the sun had been blazing down on our faces, and the next, heacy drops were splattering on our faces. Kayliee began to shriek. I glanced at her, and froze in horror. She was stood just next to me, and our arms were just touching. Her whole body had clenched up, and she was gazing around with wide-eyed horror. Then, she collapsed on the floor, her face blue. Jodie began to wail, and dropped down beside her. "Don't touch her!" I said... [Read More]