The boy who could see me
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- Chapitres 5
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Dernière publication mar., févr. 27, 2018
He noticed me, no one has noticed me in a month, 3 days, 5 hours and 26 seconds not like I'm counting or anything.
Nobody see's her, hears her or notices her.
Not since the accident.
Phoenix Lottes doesn't know she was killed getting hit by a car walking home one night from her favourite park. She tried calling. No one answered. She tried walking home. It was locked. But one day it all changes when a boy hears her. He sees her for the first time in a month. Everyone thinks he's crazy, that he's making it up
But he's not.
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