The girl with the yellow skirt ||Orginal story by -nocturm|| - 𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧 - Wattpad

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Year 1993. Marlene DeAmphtos, a detective in the small town of Greenville, South Carolina. One day she gets a phone call with a message of strange content. Over 20 years ago, a girl disappeared, she was never found, so she was declared dead. Nobody knew her name, so she was called a girl with a yellow skirt, as she always wore it. Every time she answered the phone, she heard the voice of a child saying a number or letter. At first she didn't know what it meant, but after a while strange things happened, and she already knew they were no jokes.All Rights Reserved

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