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The Haunting Past Left Behind

The Haunting Past Left Behind

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Running through the woods with the sweet smell of the fresh morning dew filling my lungs and my brothers running ahead of me. I run as fast as my little legs take me, running to keep up with them. Suddenly, I don't see them no more. I am all alone in the deep woods crying. and then I startle awake with sweat beading down my face and then i think to myself " was it really just a dream" _________________________________________________________________________________ Author's Note Hey guys:):) This is the first book i'm writing and it may not be perfect but its the best I could do. The book will be edited once the story has been completed. Till then bear with the imperfect me :P:P and forgive me for my grammar ;) Thank you and Happy Reading _________________________________________________________________________________ Disclaimer All characters and events in this story are fictional and are imaginary. Any reference to people living or dead are purely coincidental. All images that may appear in the book are not owned by me they are sourced from google images.
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