Eva

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Eva

Eva was a sweet little girl. She was just 4 when she died. She was playing in the front yard while her mom was planting flowers in the garden. The phone rang and her mom told her she would be right back. Eva's mom went into the house to answer the phone. Eva was playing with her purple ball. She dropped it and it rolled out into the street. Eva when running after it and almost got hit by a very big white van that screeched to a stop just in time. A big man got out of the van and looked down at Eva. Eva smiled up at him, everyone was her friend! She showed him her purple ball that she had been running after. The man smiled and told her it was a pretty ball and if she came around to the back of his van she would give her a second purple ball to play with. She told him that she would have to ask her mommy, but the man insisted it would only tack a second. She followed him to the back of the van. He opened up the door and threw her inside before she could say anything. He closed it up and ran to the drivers seat and speed off just as Eva's mom came back outside. No one really knows what happened to Eva but when they found her body she was bruised head to toe and her purple ball was no where in sight.

A few years later your house was built where her body was dumped. She likes you because something about you reminders her of her mom. Probably the way you smile at her without even knowing it. She's the one that puts the smile on your face when you are feeling down. She follows you around skipping happily as she goes and she makes sure no one tricks you into doing something very bad.

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