The Edge Of Never
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I never gave a thought of how I would die, or when for that matter. Now I know I was born for something more than just life herself. I was born to find my life in something totally different, not to just die when the time came, but to die when I was meant to. I was meant to be in control. I don't know my past, but I do know one thing. Nothing happens without meaning.
My name is Erica Blackwell. I was suppose to die twenty years ago on September 16, 1995. But something went wrong. I was dead for a week. Enough time for the police to start an investigation, but when my family went to burry me, my dead body was gone.
Find out what happens to Erica Blackwell by reading the book.
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