My Love From Heaven

My Love From Heaven

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It's not easy for Fay to turn down every girl that going crazy for him after knowing that he broke up with his girlfriend Natasha. He was heart broken and was left without the capability of moving on. One day he had a dream about a girl with long hair in white dress visited him almost every single night. Ever since then his life changes. He thought he was going to be insane as this girl become his own nightmare. Until the nightmare become horrified where he was left to die in the river. Only to open his eyes from a short coma and discover that he had a supernatural gift. A gift to see undead. A gift to see the girl with his own real eyes and it's no longer a dream. Will it be a cure or a curse or maybe a blessing from God?
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Hell Hall

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

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