Going home

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On our way home we spend nights and days in the car from Tennessee to Nebraska it was a long way home.We stop at a truck stop and I got out to get them food and something to drink there was a lady at the counter,while I was getting something to drink the man appeared and I hurried up paid for the stuff and left.It is like he is following me I hate being followed by stuff.It takes us a few days to get home,so many stops and every stop I see the man,he looks so scary it is like he wants something,I shouldn't have played with that little ghost girl.Know I think I need to see a priest when my cousins leave I will tell my aunt and uncle about the girl and the man.

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