Once I was 7 years old
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Do you believe in ghosts?
Supernatural phenomena that can't be explained by science?
The lot?
Or are you those skeptics that wouldn't believe in it until you see it with your own two eyes?
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From a young age, Rachel saw a world that others couldn't-her vibrant imagination convinced her parents they had a gifted child. But as she grew up, this creativity spiraled into a complicated reality. They soon found themselves in a revolving door of therapists and doctors, struggling with diagnoses of schizophrenia, attention-seeking behavior, and a reckless embrace of alcohol. Only one of these symptoms was possibly true. Being sent to live with her Aunt for her junior year, she quickly learned two things. 1. Never go deer hunting with her cousin and her obnoxious friends. 2. She needs a new prescription and a higher dosage of medication because nobody is going to believe her, not even her therapist, when she says, " I accidentally shot a werewolf, and he called me his mate?"
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