Chapter 1

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I can't believe I let them talk me into this. It is currently 1 a.m. My friends decided it would be fun to go investigate the haunted cemetery from the 1800's . We were all walking around when they started making fun of some one's name on the tomb. I wasn't really paying attention until they all stopped laughing. When I looked over to see why, I saw the ghost of a man with a rifle who looked less then pleased. All at once we took off in different directions.

My heart was pounding and my feet ached but didn't stop moving. Before I knew it I was completely lost. Looking around i see all of the writing of the graves glow red. Following the light, up ahead I see a bright white light. Looking closer at the source I see its another tombstone with the name Clara engraved in it.

Suddenly, I realize that the writing on all the graves but the one in front of me is has stopped glowing. I hear a voice in my mind and all it says is she is your soul mate. Wait my soul mate is a dead girl? The voice is my mind suddenly says something surprising. " If you can make her love you she will live again. You have a month"

Suddenly I notice something move at my feet. It's a body. As I watch, it uncurls and sits up revealing a beautiful girl. She looked like a goddess She had skin as pale as porcelain. Her hair was midnight black and curly. It was pinned up in an elaborate design with just two curls falling in her face. Her clothes looked old fashion the top of the dress was a black corset with lace and a bow at the top. The bottom of the dress was black silk that went to the floor with ruffles being held up by silver hearts. Lastly her eyes off set everything, they shine like two diamonds. Her eyes were crystal blue and they looked soft and lonely all at once.

I suddenly seemed to realize that she was on the ground and was most likely confused. Not to mention that is was November and it was starting to get kinda cold at night. I then noticed her starring at me with a shocked expression. I smile, reaching my hand down to help her up. After I was sure she was secure on her feet I decided I should probably talk to her. At that moment I hear my friends screams. Oh no. They can't see her she doesn't look like she is from this time period and she wasn't here 5 minutes ago. I've gotta at least her and fast.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 04, 2017 ⏰

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