Caressed by a spirit

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"My father died in 1996, when I was 10 years old and my brother was 12. We slept in a bunk bed, and my brother had the upper bunk, while I had the lower one. One night, I woke up in the middle of the night with someone softly caressing my head. I thought it was my brother and ignored it. When I went back to sleep, the feeling returned. I got out of bed to confront my brother, but he was snoring quietly. I went back to bed and the caressing began a third time. I've never prayed so hard in my life. I prayed until sunrise the next morning."



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I don't wanna make this too long so I'll get straight to the point:
Thank you to all my readers for reading these stories. I never thought this book would even reach a 100 views but we just hit 3k.

I mean WAT!!!

I can not believe it guys. You'll are the best. Thank you so so so very much. I love you guys.

Yesterday it reached 2k and I was grinning like a maniac in front of my teacher. I don't if she got scared but she left early, but anyway. I cannot say how happy I am now.

And another thing, I you have some ideas in mind, please send it to me, I will be more than happy to put it in my book. It will also help me.

That's it. I'm out
PEACE ✌🏼️

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