As they laid in bed during the worst time of the morning, the witching hour. 3:00am till 4:00am, they listened to the demons roaming the streets and cried. Not tears that you'd expect people to cry at this time, no they cried tears of happiness, because why wouldn't you be happy when you get to talk to your dead brother? I know, I know this is unbelievable and you probably think I'm crazy but, I can assure you that this happened, every morning, at the same time, for almost a year now, but, it always ended at the same time too. Now next time you're talking to someone keep an eye on the time, do you feel like an hour is a long time to talk none stop? You probably do, but for them it's close to no time at all when it came to their brother... Wait, I haven't even introduced you to anyone. I sincerely apologize, let me do just that. This is Hunter Parker he is 19 and his twin brother is Carsen Parker, you see they had another brother he was Zenix and he unfortunately passed away at the age of 15. Zenix was younger then Hunter and Carsen but no less loving and caring for everyone around him. Hmm, I should start at the real beginning of this story shouldn't I? Well here I go...
(Hey guys I'm sorry if there are typos in this please message me if you'd like more chapters, I know this one was very short but I'll try and make them longer in the future. Love ya!)
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Their Lost Brother
ParanormalThis is a story about two twin brothers who lost their younger brother and I don't want to spoil anything so let's get into the story
