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The world is a comedy to those who think, a tragedy to those who feel~ Horace Walpole.
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Tragedy.
'Mum, please can you change the station. That channel is whack.' Ashley pleaded as she scrolled through her phone.
'Ashley's talking to a boy again with heart emojis, Dad.' Her older brother snorted.
'Stay away from your sister's love life Jason.' Their mother scolded as their dad turned to look at Ashley.
'Stay away from those silly boys,Ash, they ain't gat nothing to offer you.'
'Oh stop that Henry......
Their voices started getting louder as they argued again about her choices. Then she heard it for the first time.
A voice.
Feminine and hurt but clear as day and soft as cotton.
'Dwer hjas cjul child. It's almost time to lead.'
She shut her eyes and tried to cover her ears as she heard screeching sounds.
'Stop.' she whimpered.
But the voice only got closer and the screeching louder.
'Please stop.' she could feel the tears coming.
She felt a hand on her shoulder.
"PLEASE STOP!!"
🔱. 🔱. 🔱.
Dwer hjas cjul - timeless light.
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Hi guys, this is my first paranormal book so I hope you enjoy.
All spells and languages used are fictional and made up by me
I'll be dropping the contextual passage for them also as we go in the story
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