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Je m'appelle Emilie, je suis une simple fille de 16 ans tout juste dans sa phase d'adolescence, et j'ai un petit frère de 14 ans s'appelant Jeremy.
Mon frère est passionné de paranormal et d'enquêtes non-élucidé, il n'hésite cependant pas à nous en parler, ce qui a le don de m'énervé au plus haut point, il pourrait le garder pour lui, non...?
Cependant, ma vision des choses va très vite changée dès mon déménagement en Floride. Et ce jour là, sera le jour où ma vie basculera.
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