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Ghost Of Who I Was
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Maggie Phoenix moved to Miami when she was five years old, her parents wanted her to be by the sea because she loved the ocean. She did come from money, but she was not a bitch about it. She actually gave away four hundred dollars once to a homeless woman, something her father did not like but let it slid. But her father had crossed the wrong people. When she was Seventeen years old, her father started to get into a shady operation but that was where the money came from.
Life was very good, her mother never asked questions and neither did Maggie. But she felt something bad was to happen, and on the night of her eighteenth birthday it happened. Her life was about to change forever, the night of her birthday she was fast asleep. But her mother came rushing in and forced her daughter to hide in a secret compartment that they had created. She hid and soon she heard screams, pure blood curtailing screams.
This went on for maybe fifteen minutes, she was crying and all of a sudden everything seemed to stop. She was shaken about two hours later she heard people talking, she heard someone picking at her secret place and soon saw a man she would guess mid 30's early 40's and when he offered her his hand she took it and began to explain what happened. He was so kind, and hoped that they would keep in close contact.
Maggie opened up her eyes running what happened in her head, while she was waiting for Horatio to come out of his meeting. Since they were to get some lunch together, it had been a year since the murder but she was still hurting. She never thought H would actually keep in touch but was glad, H was all she had. Hearing something she looked up seeing Horatio and slowly stood up and hugged him, for a few moments.
"Hello Horatio" Her green eyes looking at him, her red hair flat against her back.
Life was very good, her mother never asked questions and neither did Maggie. But she felt something bad was to happen, and on the night of her eighteenth birthday it happened. Her life was about to change forever, the night of her birthday she was fast asleep. But her mother came rushing in and forced her daughter to hide in a secret compartment that they had created. She hid and soon she heard screams, pure blood curtailing screams.
This went on for maybe fifteen minutes, she was crying and all of a sudden everything seemed to stop. She was shaken about two hours later she heard people talking, she heard someone picking at her secret place and soon saw a man she would guess mid 30's early 40's and when he offered her his hand she took it and began to explain what happened. He was so kind, and hoped that they would keep in close contact.
Maggie opened up her eyes running what happened in her head, while she was waiting for Horatio to come out of his meeting. Since they were to get some lunch together, it had been a year since the murder but she was still hurting. She never thought H would actually keep in touch but was glad, H was all she had. Hearing something she looked up seeing Horatio and slowly stood up and hugged him, for a few moments.
"Hello Horatio" Her green eyes looking at him, her red hair flat against her back.