The Other One
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A young man named Jason was "The Other One" in the class, meaning weird. His parents were the only ones who thought different. They believed he was special. Later in life he finds out he has a gift of seeing ghosts. Everyone thought he was crazy, but he knew what he saw. One night he woke up to the sound of his mother and father screaming. He walked in there room, only to find them covered in blood, lifeless. He stood there, only to be taken away by a, what he later finds out is a, demon. Now he must do everything he can to find a way back and close this, what seems to be an, opening between the living and the dead. EVERYTHING HE CAN...........
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