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Since I was little I've always "telling tall tales", at least everyone thought so. I live in a town where weird things happen everyday and no one ever believes me. Recently this new boy moved in next door and he can talk to ghosts. His name is Jonathan. He came over my house while my parents were at work once and he said that there was a ghost of an old lady in my house. I told my parents and of course they didn't believe me and I became the laughing stalk of the family... again. Today I told my family that Jonathan sensed ghosts coming and a lot of them. They didn't believe me and sent me to my room. Jonathan knocked on my second floor bedroom window and I opened it and let him in. He said we had to leave and I started to cry because I couldn't leave my family. I decided to go with him in his brothers trick and we drove away as our family and friends perished.
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