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"A Different Kind Of Story "
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Ongoing, First published Nov 06, 2018
Have you ever wondered what it was like to see and hear the thoughts of a dead person? I didn't at the time but here we are now. . . A girl who is lost, curious and a very mindful girl is put in her passing time after her death she has no help from the Grimm Reaper,  God nor Satan. . . .  She is alone trying to remember her past and trying to determine her future.  With each path she takes and every door she opens there is always a representation of her feelings and mind before and after death and there is paths and doorways she can choose which her decision will lead her to her resting place for all eternity.  Will she be lead to Heaven or Hell?  Or will she never get to rest  .  . .  Will she just be a long lost spirt trapped and never unleashed?  On her journey find out about what she was like in her past life, how she died,  her thoughts,  emotions,  and follow her through her decision. . .  Remember life is but a game and we don't play by the rules. . .  Or do we?  Does the afterlife do the same?
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'If you are reading this then you are Blissfully Unaware of what is Creeping right behind you.'- Unknown. ************************************ "I am not afraid." She said to herself trying to calm her heartbeats. She stood right in front of the dusty glass door. Placing both her hands on it she tried to push the door. For the split of a second she saw a young lady, her hands and face covered in blood, impatiently banging on the door. The wind around her went crazy. She heard random whispers in her head. Rhea was unable to focus on anything around her but the lady. The lady was saying something but for Rhea it felt like some random lips movement. She was scared out of her wits. Then suddenly everything went dead silent. The lady vanished. The whispers and the wind stopped. But then Rhea saw light imprints of blood on the glass door under the dusty layer. ************************************ This book basically contains short horror stories of my own imagination. They may be a bit creepy and weird but that's how the book goes. These stories are short but scary. I hope you'll enjoy them. It's my first book ever so please support it.