“I start taking pictures from like 20 feet away. I walk up to it and it’s a dead person.”
“Jonas!” she hissed as a smile of yellowed teeth broke out across her face. “Do you have it?”
About a month ago, the texts started pouring in, telling me that I had a twin walking around Long Island. A girl that looked just like me, down to the floral tattoos across my arms.
“My mother claimed she felt a ghost touching her shoulder. My father claimed he heard someone shouting his name. I saw a teddy bear rise at the end of my bed to lunge at me.”
“Once I woke up to find that my bed was levitating in the air. Just to confirm that it was not a hallucination nor a nightmare, I scratched upon the ceiling with my nails and used the metal strap of my wrist watch that was under my pillow to leave scratch marks.”
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