My Senior Year

My Senior Year

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Paranormal
I was 18 and a senior in high school when my friend invited me to a party on the rich side of town. After a few drinks and a horrific accident, my friend was rushed to the emergency room, where he later died in front of my very own eyes. Now that he's deceased, and I know with certainty that he died, why do I keep seeing him everywhere? Have I lost my mind or is my best friend really alive?
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This is based off a vision i had a while ago, it isnt true and is over exaggerated for the sake of the story. if you're struggling with anything mentioned within the story please get help, you're life is very very important, if you need someone to talk to my snap is @itz_dazzaa and instagram is @itz_dazza story plot - a friend group live together in a shared house and all get on with their own lives while their so called best friend is falling deeper into his depression, while making them believe he is okay and nothing is wrong. Daz is loosing hope and one night the finally gives into his thoughts leaving his best friends confused and hurt they didn't realise sooner. after Daz passed away his friends start feeling the same way now the life of the party is missing, some quit their jobs, stop doing the things they love and some start new jobs to be better people.

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