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BOOK ONE : Lonely Girl

Paranormal

There was a little girl called Cloe, she lived in the eera where the eldery rode horeses and carriages everywhere they ought to go by. One day after school she got home , she was alone , her parents abandoned her. She was alone, had nothing but th...

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DREAM

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by chandre112

by chandre112

"You get infinite types. Each one perfectly woven and carved from a person's subconscious thoughts. My orphanage mother always used to say that if you dream about something it is for a reason - no matter how presosterous it may sound, it's always for a reason." (THG)

"Mother!" She had yelled as her mother walked into a room. Everything seemed blurry and awfully colourful. "Mother!" She had yelled once more but it was asif her mother did not hear nor noticed Cloe's presence. It was warm inside the passage her mother had entered.

Cloe had reached out to touch her shoulder but her mother had faded. "You cannot touch the dead nor speak to them, but still communicate within the power if you're haert." A anonymous voice said from the distance. Cloe kept on walking , trying to catch her mother's attention....
"Under the floor boards!" She heard a sweet delicate voice said. "Who are you!?" Cloe had yelled in confusion, her voice echoed thru the passage wich becane brighter and brighter.

"You are the one!" The same voice had said a bit softer as the voice faded. "What!? Who are you!?" Cloe had asked. There was no answer in return, nothing. She was alone once again , confused. Under the floor boards, the one?

Slowly everything around her started to fade , it became misty , white. Then she was brought to reality when she had heared a knock on the door.