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The Previous Owner #79

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I pitched the journal to the floor and closed my eyes. Even with the light on I drifted off to sleep in seconds. Sometime in the night Betty Finch came to me, either in a dream or as a ghost, I'm still not sure. She appeared at the bedroom door, smiling. She was wearing a white gown, which she proceeded to slip off her shoulders. It dropped to the floor like a feather. She was definitely a natural redhead, and her milky white skin was almost glowing. She glided toward the bed. She leaned over and softly said, "Mother's here."

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    Christopher 6 months ago

    Man, this is really freaking me out!

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    Neville Hunt 6 months ago

    Ma-velous Christopher! So creepy and sharpintakeofbreathish! (I won’t tell anyone Teddy... mum’s the word!)

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    Drew Martyn 6 months ago

    Terrific
    All I'm saying is I'm glad it's 5pm now, not 11pm...

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    Christopher 6 months ago

    Thanks, guys.

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