Footprints in the Snow

Footprints in the Snow

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Nov 21, 2016
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Horror
Sixteen year-old Cynthia Evelyn Lee led a normal teenage life. Until she was kidnapped. And murdered. The thing is, she did not disappear from the face of the Earth. She became a part of it- as a spirit. Now she wanders endlessly, hoping for the arrival of a clue to solve her own case. No one aids Cynthia but a few kindred spirits. However, will they be enough help to free her? Not all spirits are nice. ------------------------------------------------------------------- "Come on!" I screamed as they approached me. Just a little closer, just one more step. "Please!" I cried out. "Just look closer!" They hesitated, as though they could hear me. A dog barked faintly, and they turned around; trudging through the deep snow wearily. "No.." I sobbed. "No, just come back!" I collapsed. "COME BACK!" I screamed as loud as possible, knowing they would still hear nothing but the whisper of the wind through the snow-laden branches of the trees.
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