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Paranormal Friends And Shadows In The Dark

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Leituras 18
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abandoned death goodbye historical mental-hospital paranormal spirits

So ever since I was a child I've been obsessed with the paranormal and old abandoned places. I don't know what it is but I'm drawn to old abandoned mental hospitals. Ever since I was old enough to use a computer I've been researching Ladd School(a mental hospital construction began in 1907 opened in 1911 closed in 1994 partially demolished 2014-15) and from there I went onto Seaside Sanitorium and one of my favorites Monson State which dates back to the mid 1800s. 
So as a child I used to see things and hear things and then I began communicating with them which is one reason that its easier for me to cope with loss in my family because I know that sometimes maybe its not goodbye. Its just communication in a different way.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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If I Die Young

(Prequel to Clair de Lune) "We're born to believe the opposite of different is normal, and vice versa. Well, I'm the opposite of both." I lost my parents just before my fifteenth birthday. The circumstances were deemed accidental and it was swept under the rug. Truth is, someone covered up the whole situation and I was sent somewhere I knew no one would find me. I was swept under the rug too. Critter Ridge Orphanage is an old building placed in the pines somewhere in the state of New Jersey, run by a kindly woman and housing a family of others like me. Boys and girls all different in their own aspects. They didn't like me and I didn't like them, which was fine. Miss Huld, the owner, seemed to like me enough and that was all I needed. Things changed, though. They found a dead body on our property and everyone scrambled to lock the doors and bar the windows. The normal kids at school all started to edge away from us, from me in particular. They called us witches and devil worshippers. They were scared they might be next. I couldn't keep my nose out of where it didn't belong and then everyone was involved in the mystery. There's ghosts around every corner in this house, and if we don't figure out what's wrong here, we might just become the next ones.