'My neighborhood is always quiet but there was something in this silence. I hear a clunk sound come from the living room and I move there, my heart beating awfully loud and fast. I didn't even know why I was scared. 
"Sniffles", I whisper. Reaching the living room it was dark and I reach the wall to turn on the lights. The lights came on before I could reach it. And a surprised shriek escape my lips'
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What would you do if you find the boy confirmed to be dead for five years, sitting in your living room? Freak out? Faint? Call the cops? Or would you go for the 'I must be hallucinating' phrase? 
 When Stephan Stones appears into Elizabeth's life again, she was left with two choices; to make him fall in love with her or be responsible for his non-existence. 
 Would the cocky rude playboy fall for the clutzy shy Elizabeth? Or is he forever damned to eternal death? 
 One thing is clear: Nothing will remain the same.

Once Dead Twice Living

"You can't sell dreams to someone who has nightmares." 


Sitting around the dining table, Catherine is engrossed in a lively discussion that only she seems to be partaking in herself. She did not sense the rising tension that was still steadily intensifying between her husband and me. Camille did not make the situation any easier; she sits entranced by her smartphone, avoiding any eye contact with me. I shift uncomfortably, and maintaining a small smile on my face was becoming difficult. What am I doing here? This is crazy; I should have said no to lunch. 


I find myself becoming increasingly tense. Although I avoid looking at his general direction, Kyle keeps a strong steady gaze at my direction.I have to ease this atmosphere that seems to have settled over this room I muster up the courage to speak to the thirteen-year-old girl in front of me. She is less of a formidable opponent than her father. 


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