LENORA
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O que fazer quando você tem um nome amaldiçoado? Lenora se fez essa pergunta a vida toda. Sempre ouviu todos falarem do seu nome amaldiçoado, do quando a "pobre menina" iria sofrer por levar um nome tão ruim. Nunca acreditou muito nessas coisas. Mas, veja bem, ela nunca teve motivos para acreditar. A maldição que seu nome leva é a seguinte: Seu amado passaria a ficar obcecado, até que chegasse a loucura e a matasse afogada. Uma grande baboseira, sempre pensava a garota, seu namoro era saudável, sabia nadar muito bem e morava bem longe da praia. E de qualquer modo em sua casa não tinha banheira, então a garota estava fora de perigo. Ao menos era isso que pensava. Tudo muda quando Lenora vai passar as férias numa casa de praia, justamente na praia onde a primeira Lenora havia sido assassinada pelo amado. Mas Lenora não se importou, estava lá, apenas, com os pais, seu namorado estava, praticamente, do outro lado do mundo. Mas o que fazer quando se começa a ter sonhos com todas as outras mortas lhe mandando correr, e quando você acorda esta dentro da água? Pensa que está com sonambulismo, é claro! Até seu namorado resolver lhe fazer uma visita surpresa e ficar para aproveitar as férias com você. Lenora achou ótimo, é claro, só não gostou quando viu que o namorado estava completamente mudado e estranho. "Corra, Lenora, seu amado também irá lhe trair. O destino sempre arrumará um jeito de eliminar todas nós."
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