THE REASON WHY I SEE YOU.

THE REASON WHY I SEE YOU.

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"You can see me?" He asked. "Yeah and that is the problem. If one of your fans sees you, i wonder what would be your condition." I said. "No, i mean you should not be seeing me...." he said as the cloud turned dark and the atmosphere became creepy. Eva is a girl who thinks that nothing goes her way. She lives with her stepmom,dad and step brother. She lives rather a monotone life. With the appearance of an unknown person who attempted to kill her step mom, Eva meets her soulmate. And her soulmate is none other than the dead Noah who once was a member of a famous boy band, Dawn... Together they embark on a journey with a Grim reaper and a mysterious girl, Summer
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All Rights Reserved under the copyright act of 1976. ••NOTE•• This is a book, written with help from my dear best friend @-Icorruptcats This book, is a mix of vampire, horror, fantasy, adventure, comedy, mystery-thriller- Highest rank: #5 out of the one and only horror category. Other ranks: #8 03/05/16. #12, 02/05/16. ••• "We have to be our own heroes, because everyone else is too fucking busy running away." T.P.S. 2015. We want to cry, but we can't. We want to scream, but no. We're not allowed to, this pain.. It's eating us from the inside out. Our story, dear god. We want to survive and tell our story.. My sister.. She's crying her brains out because of the pain 'mommy' and 'daddy' inflict on us.. And I, I just scream... Because I can't do anything but watch her get beaten up.. I hate myself.. Why? I don't know.. I just do.. Her laughter, when she hits us.. Her smile.. When she's just about to do something to us.. Her, she just loves... To torture us.. Make our lives hell.. Can someone hear us? I wonder.. Do they care? Do they care, one little bit? About us? Or are we here.. Just for their entertainment.. Are we.. Are we just some sort of dolls for them to grab, break and shatter us? Please.. Someone.. ...We need someone to talk to... ••NOTE•• This work is copyrighted, no part of this story reproduced in any form of media without the authors explicit permission doing so will subject you to legal action under international copyright laws. Copyrighted at copyrighted.com

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