The Door in the Woods
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Last published Mon, Feb 11, 2019
Life was everything you wanted it to be in the old quite down of Ravinsbrow Kentucky. Birds chirping, the sky as blue as the old, worn out shoes of 16 year old Maeve Brown, but what happens when the old past of Ravensbrow is soon dug up, revealing an old door carved into the trunk of an old oak tree. What happens when kids go missing and there body's found weeks later. What happens when the man you trust is not who he seems to be.
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