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    lover boy
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    nice start
    also love your stories

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    LadyG
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    Nice one 👍.

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    Jessica Duru
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    FOUR & THE LAST 💝😁😁

    {I’m tired} 😪😪

    “You’re joking!”
    “But I’m not,”
    “You’re not Hazel, are you?”
    “Why, of course I am.”
    I was bewildered.
    Hazel Dardar was a character in the book I used to read when I was nine.
    THE SLAYER QUEEN—
    Hashtag Hazel Dardar!
    How can a fictional character be much real?
    Hazel wasn’t a ghost.
    She was…
    “HAZEL DARDAR!”
    My mind was read perfectly.
    “Hazel?” I called. “Hazel?!” I called again to be sure.
    Spreading her arms, she said, “The one and only.” She smirked.
    I found it hard believing. If she was really Hazel, how—I was knocked out immediately.

    ×××××
    “Wakey wakey,”
    “Mm… where am I?” My head hurt real bad.
    Hazel was staring at me. She had this creepy face, making her look like a clown—a female clown!
    She was just as the author had described.
    Clown face—
    Ponytails—
    She was malevolent, though my favourite story villain.
    In the novel, Hazel had died from a terrible plague. Having been abandoned by the people she loved, she grew cold and cursed all men. Just before she died, she swore never to let them rest. And as she did, she took her final breath—
    “Oh, you’re really going to love this,”
    “Love?” I muttered weakly. “Where am I?”
    “No where you should be concerned about.”
    “What do you want with me?”
    “Oh, quit it already,” she said.
    “What’s that smell?” I coughed hard, almost choking.
    “Death’s smelly feet.” Her sarcastic reply sent shivers.
    I knew I was going to die. Hazel meant trouble!
    “Release me!” I demanded. “I demand you release me now!”
    Her Royal Evilness cackled instead.
    Why does she always do that?
    “You’re really funny, you know that?”
    I smirked. “I’m glad you’re finding my predicament funny.”
    “Do you always have to reply?”
    “Why are you yet to kill me?”
    Miranda’s voice came in at that minute. “Jake—”
    “Miranda?”
    “Jake—”
    “Miranda!”
    Hazel continued with her silly cackles.
    “Jake? Jake—” Miranda was staring at me. “Jake, what in the world…?”
    “Miranda!” I hugged her tight, glad she was there.
    “What on earth…?”
    “I’m so happy to see you.”
    She pulled away. “Thought you were mad at me?”
    “Oh, forget it, baby. Mm. Come here!” I hugged her again, not wanting to let go this time.
    The doorbell rang, interrupting. Squeezing my face, angry it actually was, I let go of my girlfriend and made to answer it. “Be right back.” I told her and left.
    I couldn’t believe I was dreaming all along. Must have fallen asleep on the sofa. My! One hell of a dream that was, I shook my head and opened the door.
    “Brownies?”
    It was her.

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    Jessica Duru
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    @actionreader
    Awwn, why, thank you. Thank you, dearie 😍😘😊😊

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    Jessica Duru
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    @ladyg
    Thanks L 💝💝💖

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    lover boy
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    yeah,thanks @fb-jessicaduru

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    Åñdrøîd
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    Seated 💺

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    Orry-function
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    @Jessica, your stories are usually scary

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