Revenge From The Dead
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Última publicación mié, ago 10, 2011
When you die, there are three places of which you can go to. Heaven, hell or purgatory. You don't get to chose where you go. Heaven is for those who have done good, hell for those who have done bad. But purgatory? That’s a different story completely... It also happens to be where I am. Stuck in the middle. If you're here like me, you have something you're meant to do. Something that no one will stop you from doing. People like me may also be referred to as 'ghosts'. I guess that’s what I am. When I finish my job... I may go to heaven... or I may go to hell. I don't know. But I do know one thing... I'm here to make people pay. Make them suffer the consequences of what they've done. I’m doing this for those who need justice. Those who want to feel accepted. To feel safe. That can't happen until I come in. I have to eliminate the evil in this world. As I said, all do anything to stop others from suffering pain and loss. No one should feel the same way I did... My name is Eliza Walsh. On the 19th July, 2011 I set out for revenge. As long as I'm dead... Nothing will stop me.
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