They say that when a person has been murdered; their earthbound spirit would find one of the last people they saw and curse their face with cracks until they help them find the killer. Or they haunt them viciously until they get their justice and in a turn of unfortunate events, that's exactly what my ex-best friend Bonnie Hendrix did to me on the night of her disappearance. I am not the reason why she disappeared; that much I know is true, but what can you do when you have no recollection of that night, and everyone suspects that you're the reason she's gone? *************** Do not steal my work! This story and the idea of this story solely belongs to me. If you do steal or even attempt to try, the darkest of bad juju will go your way ^.^

Here you are standing in front of a mountain forest. It's 9 o'clock at night with the moon as your only source of light. You are trying to be ready for the walk of your life. You feel nervous and that dark voice inside you is already saying you won't be able to make. But there is this little voice, a piece of you that is urging you to do this. You see, life has been hard, you have been through so much, and because of that, you have lost yourself. You don't think that you can do much of anything anymore, but you want to, and walking to the top of this mountain will be the start of a new beginning, all you have to do is reach the top. "Can I accomplish this?" you ask yourself. You sigh as you close your eyes for a moment, breathe in, breathe out. You open your eyes again and let the journey upward begin. ********* My lovely book cover art belongs to the wonderfully talented charlotteelizabethart.tumblr.com all I did was a bit of photo editing.

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