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Started with a Whisper [Justin Bieber Ghost Story]

michelleslotnick

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Parts 3
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michelleslotnick

He had to leave, he couldn't bare stay in a place that brought back horrid memories. His family was there and that was the downfall of it all, he wouldn't see his brother and sister as much, but he needed this more then he could explain.  High school was over and it was time for college, San Diego was where he decided to go. He needed an escape and finding a fairly large home under his budget was a dream come true, but there was an unexpected twist.  He knew there was a history there just there was very little information...   It was what he wanted walking around his home town seeing her with him, that was his worst nightmare and he needed to leave. Things happened in that house things are still happening in that house, he doesn't believe it. The paranormal is just a fiction in his mind, until he saw it with his own eyes.   Is it possible? That this Ghost needs Justin's help and he's insane enough to give it...  "I'll do my best" The words leave his mouth before his mind can gesture it... This all started with a whisperAll Rights Reserved

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