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We had an awesome party. I wake up strangely to find Julians dead body.
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I wish Julian really would come over now. I really do. I need to figure out who murdered him. Tears poured down my eyes before I knew it. I needed to face that Julian was really dead. Again, his face was ringing me. I picked up, I needed to hear his voice one more time.
"Hello? Rachel. Why did you hang up?" he asked. I was still shaking talking.
"I don't know. What's up?" I say, trying to sound casual.
"I need help. I'm not on... earth. I'm in some sort of cell. Not heaven. Not hell. I can feel it's not natural. Someone put me here." he says.
"What?" I was so shocked. This had to be a prank call.
"He's coming. Help me fin—" and he hanged up. Strange. What was this place? I need research. I need to ask Mr Rory, the occult studies teacher. Maybe he knows something. But I know one thing for sure, I'll get Julian back.
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What Happened That Night
Short StoryI look down to my ringing phone to see who was calling. It was Julian, my dead boyfriend. I pick up out of curiosity. "Hello?" I say, in a shaking voice. It couldn't possibly be him. "Oh my gosh, Rachel. I haven't heard from you in a while! I've bee...
