The ghost from Belcourt

The ghost from Belcourt

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Hey guys, I do not own that picture. I do own the story though. Spent a while making this. Please do not take my idea and use it as your own. If you like it, let me know! -- Introduction -- I'm a 17 year old girl named Chloe. My mother is 38, her name is Violet. We're from Belcourt, North Dakota. My father was murdered when I was 14 years old. His killer was never found, and ever since that, I always wanted to find his killer when I got a little older. We decided to move somewhere else and start a new life after the case was considered now, a 'cold case' and was closed. So the question stands...will my father's case ever be solved? Or will I die knowing the killer had a happy life knowing what he did to my father and got away with it? I'll do whatever it takes to make sure his life is over. Jail by cops or death by me.
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