Leslie into Terabithia

Leslie into Terabithia

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P.s *I'm working on the next chapters* Everyone always thought that Leslie fell into the river, died due to injuries. A broken rope and a flooded river was enough to make anyone believe what looked be the simplest answer to a tragic death, but what if they were wrong? With an empty casket and a magical land full of unexplainable creatures and places, who's to say that she didn't just disappear. Who's to say that maybe the things that we can't see are the things that are right in front of us? All you have to do is keep your mind clear and your eyes...wide open. (Enjoy! :) and plz plz plz comment what you think!)
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