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99. JOAN IS EVIL

Have you ever been in a situation and could not find the perfect word to use to explain how you were feeling? That was the situation I found myself in.

The mist that covered the woman's figure could not allow me to see the face of this dreadful being that came out of my mom’s grave. She is not her because the shape I saw was thinner than her when she was alive.

“Whoever this is, she does not mean good for me,” I thought.

I could not see her clearly, yet I knew she was walking towards me, but slowly because for several minutes, I could not see her yet.

Gradually, the mist started clearing away and I could now see her coming toward me. I was terrified. I wanted to run but could not, and neither could I shout for help. I was held spellbound by this spirit.

My heart was beating so fast and loud, in a very harmonious way that you can hardly tell between it and when a

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