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hello my name is Kisha ,I was born and raised in Africa ,in a country called Zambia .I was born with a gift ,I could see and talk to dead people ,I realized I had this gift from the time my little brother had died . I was young by then which scared me but I was happy I could see my little brother even when he was dead .I couldn't tell anyone about it , mostly my mum because she was still hurting over my brothers death and would think I am crazy. as time passed my family and I moved to a new city ,I grew older and I met friends ,I had two close friends to me ,which were exposed to drugs and alot more of bad behaviors . I could be found with them all day and they wondered why I couldn't do drugs like them , so a day came when I decided to finally take some alcohol smoke and do all the crazy things ,one of my friends bought alcohol for me I got drunk to a point were I couldn't see my little brothers spirit anymore ,I didn't understand but the minute I took in that alcohol I got a knife in my friends house and wanted to stab one of my friend , it was very shocking for my friends they got scared and called my mum to pick me up . my mum came through ,shouted at my friends and took me home . I woke up the next day and felt weird I saw my little brothers spirit in the corner of my bedroom crying ,I asked him why he was crying but he didn't answer .rate my work please for more episodes
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