Ghost Teacher #115
Ghost Teacher #115
I follow a path. It's not a large path. It bends and curves through trees. I've been following clues and now I am close to locating a missing hiker.
I woke up this morning not knowing that I would end up here, on this path, looking for someone I've never met.
Let me go back to that morning. It was the usual Saturday morning. I woke up slowly cautious of what a new day could bring into my life. Since living in this town I have found that I can expect the unexpected.
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