The Forest Ghost and the Reporter
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This is a short story I wrote for English class. I decided to publish, but the ending is a little rushed. (It was due the next day and....nvrmind that)
A girl was killed, everyone called her a witch. A reporter comes into town one day investagating this. The reasons was that there had been people saying that she had seen this girl. A girl known for killing. Would she ever make it out alive?
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