A Story Of Death: His Forgotten Grave Next To My Grandpa’s

I was a normal drunkard, an athletic jerk and one hell of a plucky rebel during my teenage years. Sometimes, it takes sleepless nights and cringed attacks to learn a valuable lesson. My nerve had gone as far as losing respect for others, and I mean others besides the LIVING. Just a friendly advice; There’s nothing wrong about being a doubting Thomas when it comes to the Paranormal subject– just don’t mess with it. Challenge it if you’re at least half-prepared. You might get…

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