Jordan's pov
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My name is Jordan and my dad lost his job. Now I have to pay for that because my family have to move into this old house in the middle of nowhere. I'd totally flip out on them but I can see its hard for them too. My mum still works at a bakery but it's not enough to pay the rent.
I just hope there's not like a ghost or something there. Horror movies are not my thing.
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"Have you got everything Jordan? you know we're not coming back." my Dad called from the front door.
"Yeah." I shouted running down the stairs and out the door.
All of the big stuff like furniture went to the house in a moving van. Now it's up to us to deliver ourselves. Yay (note my sarcasm).
I put the last of my things into the boot of my dad's car and sit inside with my mum while my dad locks up the house, for the last time.
"I know how you feel jord but it's not his fault." my mum turns to look at me.
"Yeah."
She sighs "when will you stop giving one word answers? I miss your voice." she turns away.
"Yeah."
My dad gets in the car and turns on the engine. Guess this is it.
Bye old house, hello hell house.
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The After Life
Roman d'amourRYAN: Some people think that after you die you're gone, right? Wrong. My name is Ryan Oliver and I died when I was 17 years old. This is the story of what happened to me 'After Life'. - JORDAN: My names Jordan and I have to move into this fucking c...
