Daughter Souls
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"Hi. My name is Hazel Ann Meyer. I am sixteen years old. I was abducted and murdered when I was fourteen years old." She looks somewhat elated and confused before turning towards me. I continue, "And I'm your daughter."
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Grace Meyer is nowhere near close to coping with her daughters sudden death when she gets an unexpected visit. Will the visit help her learn to move on or will Grace have to get used to talking to daughter souls?
A/N: hey guys. First of all, I want to say thank you if you've clicked on my story. Second, I wanted to apologize in advance for slow updates. I wrote this as a short one page story for English and my teacher recommended putting it up online. Therefore, I haven't really gotten the whole gist of what I want the rest of the chapters to be like. Anyways, I thought this was necessary to share. I hope you enjoys this story.
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