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You never know what doors you open when you explore the unknown...
Veronica had no idea that she would release such horror when she suggested they play a silly high school game to pass the time.
You never know the hell you might unleash...
The everyday lives of teenage girls will forever change within the walls of a group home.
Until it is upon you.
Luckily, Maggie was able to supply the answer needed to defeat the monster with the ultimate sacrifice.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
SPIRIT OF THE COIN
Jaci Quintana
You never know what doors you open when you explore the unknown...
Veronica had no idea that she would release such horror when she suggested they play a silly high school game to pass the time.
You never know the hell you might unleash...
The everyday lives of teenage girls will forever change within the walls of a group home.
Until it is upon you.
Luckily, Maggie was able to supply the answer needed to defeat the monster with the ultimate sacrifice.
FORWORD
This story is lightly based on true events that happened in a real group home. All names have been changed to keep the girls anonymous. The name of the group home has also been changed. Any similarities except by the actual girls themselves are coincidental.
Laying on her bed in the privacy of her room, Veronica wrote on a blank sheet of loose leaf paper; ‘YES’ on the top left-hand corner, ‘NO’ on the top right. Underneath, she wrote the numbers from one to ten in one row. Underneath the numbers, she then wrote the alphabet and then ‘good-bye’. It looked like a rough copy of an Ouija board. After silently contemplating her work, Veronica rose and crossed her room to her dresser where she had put her purse after school. Rummaging inside she pulled out a Loonie from her wallet. She was now ready. She checked her watch, 4:52pm.
Veronica was excited to try this game after she had heard from her friend at school about a party that had used this as the main attraction. Everything, from knowing what boy had a crush on you, to finding out if you were going to be rich and famous was asked and answered.
She walked out of her room, turned and locked her bedroom door, the sheet of paper and coin in one hand. She went downstairs to the ground floor, walking from living room to guestroom, past the office to the kitchen. No one was around. Veronica let out a soft sigh of frustration. Her last hope was the basement.
As she descended the stairs, she heard music playing softly. With a wide smile she greeted the girl sitting on the old plaid couch on the right side of the stairs.
“Hi Layla!” she greeted.