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Sesso paranormale

... night. He was wandering through a graveyard at midnight while the girl he had a secret crush on talked about her long dead aunt. He could not think of any way to steer the conversation in a positive direction."What happened?" he asked, resigning himself to hearing a tale of woe."Vanessa was engaged to her high school sweetheart, but before they could get married he was drafted and went to Europe to fight in World War One. Stanley was killed in a battle. The next morning her family found her dead, clutching a picture of her fiancé. They didn't hear of his death until a few days later, but somehow she knew," Danica said."So she killed herself?" he asked, wondering if the story could get any more depressing. He knew some of his distant relatives had been in WWI, but had never bothered to do any research."No, at least not that anyone could tell. They decided she died of a broken heart, that somehow she knew he was dead and did not want to live without him. A lot of the soldiers were buried in Europe, but the family had his body sent home. They had a wedding ceremony instead of a funeral. I'm not sure how that handled the 'till death do us part' thing," Danica said. She reached under her shirt and pulled out a pendant."What's that?" Wayne asked."It was hers," she said, opening it to reveal two portrait photographs.The full moon provided just enough light for Wayne to see the pictures. He guessed the people were Danica's great great aunt and her fiancé. The resemblance ...

... between Danica and Vanessa was uncanny, almost to the point of being unsettling. The young man's face was partially obscured by a full beard and mustache, but Wayne admitted to himself that the dude was handsome. He watched Danica walk up to a pair of headstones and run her hands over each of them, then kneel between them. He joined her."So sad," Danica lamented, "makes you want to live for the day, doesn't it""Yea, it does. You really feel a connection to her?" He asked."Kinda, is that weird?" she replied."It's cool. I dare you to lie on her grave," Wayne said, then realizing how creepy it sounded."Really, well I double dog dare you to lie on his," she responded, moving toward the grass in front of the tombstone.She should have been offended by his challenge, but she wasn't.The response surprised him, Wayne expected her to chicken out. The idea of lying on top of a body seemed spooky, even if it was six feet underground. He waited for Danica to stop, to admit she was bluffing, but she didn't. She stretched out on the grass and folded her arms just below her breasts. He looked at the headstone. Stanley Wilkinson 1894-1917, Lieutenant Army Air Corp. The name sounded familiar, but he wasn't sure why. He guessed there was a street named after him or a monument in town. He looked back at Danica, she appeared to be asleep. He reclined on the soft grass and closed his eyes.Something stirred deep below the young woman lying on the ground. A spirit had been awakened by a very specific ...