Prologue
As the frosty winter air blows into my face I stand there watching her. I don't think she's know I'm there but I continue to stare at her petite silhouette. I have never been close enough to see her face and body in detail. I think to myself why is she here? What is her purpose? And what is she? The questions spiral around my mind like a stormy sea.
I don't fear her, I'm not scared but my body won't let me walk any closer it's like my feet are glued to the ground. All I know is that she is the girl at the end of the garden.
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The Girl At The End Of The Garden
ParanormalHave you ever had the same dream twice? Well imagine having it ever night of your life, fifthteen year old Savannah has it's always the same dream about the girl at the end of the garden but soon Savannahs dream comes to life.
