Das Haus der Toten

Das Haus der Toten

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Mein Name ist Elainé, meine Freunde nennen mich auch Ela. Ich führe ein ganz normales Leben wie jeder. Heute bin ich 17 und lebe zusammen mit meiner Tante in einer kleinen Stadt. Meine Eltern sind vor 5 Jahren an einem tragischen Unfall ums Leben gekommen. Nach dem Tod meiner Eltern hat sich meine Tante um mich gekümmert. An meinem 18.Geburtstag bekomme ich einen anonymen Anruf , der mein Leben komplett verändert...
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This was unusual, I was normally home alone for a few hours before my parents arrived. "That's weird, why is everyone home?" I asked out loud. It was more for me then anyone else. "Aren't you home for a few hours by yourself?" Leslie questioned, her brown eyes staring into mine. "Yeah, I hope nothing bad has happened. Well only one way to find out" I said as I gathered up the courage to walk in. On the inside I was freaking out, my parents would only come home early if there was an emergency. I unlocked the door to hear voices coming from the living room. Dropping my bags I stopped dead in my tracks, one voice sounded very familiar a little too familiar. No it couldn't be him, we moved away years ago. He wouldn't have the nerve to face me after what he did, coward. Slowly dragging my feet I made my way to the living room. What I saw before me turned my face ghost white. My worst nightmare confirmed, there he was, Max, sitting on my couch, in my living room, in my house.

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