Death won't let me go
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Last published Thu, Mar 19, 2020
Ethan Green never saw the truck coming. How could he when he was focused on the most beautiful little girl in the world, his daughter Sara. It also didn't help the reckless person driving the Beige Toyota Tacoma didn't see the red light but it's too late for that. At only 24 Ethan was dead at he couldn't believe it. That was...until he saw it, and felt it. He couldn't believe his eyes; his cold, dead, eyes. He was definitely dead, he was sure of it..... but if that was the case then why could he still hear, feel, see, and smell? The only thing he couldn't do was move. Was this his hell? How did this happen? And what are those voices? He'll find out soon. It's not like he has a choice.
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