"Shhh" she says soothingly, "Everything's going to be okay"
I can hardly believe that as I try to regulate my breathing. She puts her arm around me and I appreciate the human contact I've been starved of since I died. Ellie's luscious blonde hair drapes in my face and I don't bother to move it away. I bury my face deep into her shoulder and cry. I cry and cry for what seems like hours although must have been only a few minutes.
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Spirit
Paranormal'I feel what she feels and she feels what I feel, we live the same life together, attached. But what will happen now that we're separate?' A story of two twins, separated by one of their deaths, but always together in heart. Is there a way to get th...
