The ghosts of the past
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Ever heard the expression "ghosts of our past" I sure have. My ghosts of my past are always back, whether it's of my horses or my parents.
You see.. this isn't an ordinary story, this is a story that will haunt you. Or so they say, I know this story... how? This is my story.
My life hasn't been so great, it started when I was 7, I had everything, a big house, nice school, a horse, 2 parents... but there was one thing missing... friends, friends who were my friends.
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