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Although the story I am about to tell you happened a long time ago. I can remember every detail of what happened to me and my best friend Kevin on that eventful and bright tropical sunny day
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THE GHOST BOY Although the story I am about to tell you happened a long time ago. I can remember every detail of what happened to me and my best friend Kevin on that eventful and bright tropical sunny day at Kuku hill when we went kite flying. Kevin was my best friend and we grew up together in the Gold Coast now Ghana. We were the same age and height and were often mistaken to be brothers. We both came from loving families and we always knew how far we could go from our houses to play. That is as long as there was no one around. We roamed all over the place since apart from another house our two houses were the only houses for miles around. But we were not allowed to wonder very far. We had an invisible boundary that we were not allowed to cross. I...
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