Dead hearts Don't beat
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'I saw him, just sitting there, staring at the blade, pressing it deep into his skin until blood oozed out. I usually enjoyed people turning mad after the years of torment I'd give them, but this time it was different. It wasn't fear in his eyes, but pain, and sadness. The same pain I once had, but that was years ago, now I feel nothing, well at least I thought I felt nothing. Staring at him made me feel guilty, like I should do something. But what can I do I'm just a lost soul trapped in this house'
After the death of his mother, Jake moves to York with his father and stepmother. They couldn't believe their luck when a 4 bedroom house was on sale, for far less than it should have been. Little did they know the house was already occupied by the ghost of a girl who once lived there.
This is a story about love between two worlds and how the death of a girl saved the life of a boy.
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