Buried Secrets
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She had stepped down about two steps when there was a loud ear-piercing scream. I looked around everywhere trying to figure out where it had come from. "Allison.." Ashlie said worriedly. She pointed to the top of the water tower where Hannah had just been standing. I gasped in disbelief. She was gone. I ran over towards the ladder and looked all around. There, lying next to a bush, was Hannah, lifeless.
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