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What the hell was that? I don't even know. There's no way he could be texting me. His phone was most likely damaged in the crash. I went to school for the last week and I was quiet about what happened.
That was until Clay noticed I was acting strange. "What is up with you? Besides the fact that your boyfriend died." He said. I sighed and showed him the screenshot I took when it said, he was typing. I handed my phone to him.
"Something is up. There's no way his phone could have survived that crash. It's destroyed, Clay." I told him. Clay looked at me and put his hands on his head. "This isn't possible." He whispered. I looked around. "I'm gonna see what's up. I'll text you if I find anything." I told him and walked out of school.
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To: my baby boy 💞
Jeff? I know it probably wasn't him but who was typing yesterday?
You can not possibly be alive. Clay saw you. You were dead.
Please, whoever this is who has his phone. Text me back. He was my boyfriend and I'm going crazy now because someone was texting from his phone.
Jeff, if this is you. I love you. More than anything. I can't live without you.
