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| A Cowardly Ghost Hunter eep within the attic’s corner among the darkest shadows, resides a dreary specter refusing his final repose. Strikes of the grandfather clock resounds horror at midnight, when the darkest shadows creep to roam the halls with delight. Each corridor, a usual journey, as this ghostly figure invades, recounting all his adventures without use of natural aids. He dwells within these walls of his earthly past now gone, dammed to rant and haunt pending the crack of dawn. No one left to terrify now all the people disappeared, this dreary ghost’s dismay hauntings were once revered. This evil specter chose a task to draw inward a living sort hasten to enter and dwell and remain a haunted consort. A sign now dangles on the door before you dare enter inside, make sure you have courage and can put your fears aside. “I am in need of help to rid this place of it’s fright and purge the ghostly pest sending him into the light.” “Should you be willing to assist and need an app to apply knock three times upon the door and a ghost will soon reply.” This trick suits his evil side he couldn’t state this blunter he didn’t want just anyone just a cowardly ghost hunter. |
| If I had a Million Dollars f I had a million dollars I’d faint away for sure, then owe about a thousand to the ambulance for a cure. If I had a million dollars IRS would be at my heels taking their full advantage with no chance for appeals. If I had a million dollars I’d get a view of the ocean and build a very nice house to hide from life’s commotion. If I had a million dollars I would buy me a pretty car that would run on frying oil ok, that would smell bizarre. If I had a million dollars. I’d buy a nice set of breasts both upright and perfect so my hubby would be obsessed. If I had a million dollars, I be less a ding-a-ling with menopause and over 40 hmm, there’s no such thing. So, if I had a million dollars I’d spend each day and live the very best I know how and to other’s in need, I’d give. |
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| Home s far as our eyes can view across the seven seas; we search to find that special place a dream caught on a breeze. Yet, in a moment it comes clear the most special place in our heart, can often be found no farther than where we began from the start. |
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