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Mysterious Nights: Woman Talks to the Dead

Mysterious Nights
Woman Talks to the Dead
Join Dana on her adventures communicating with the both living and dead.
Dana is talented medium, and her mission in life is to help the dead communicate with their living family and then cross over to the other side through seances. She sees ghosts of the deceased everywhere, and they often come to her for assistance, Dana also has visions of the future in her dreams.
On her missions, Dana soon learns that not all ghosts are not friendly, as many do not want to cross over and some are very dangerous. When she hears her windows and doors opening, she feels an eerie chill in the air and knows there is evil in room. On one occasion, a ghost even tries to hurt Dana and her friend, Alicia .
Dana's talent lead the police to seek her out to solve missing person case, as she can easily find where the bodies are buried. Follow her exciting journey through the world of earthbound spirits.

Spooky by Jean Marie Rusin

Editorial Reviews

Product Description
It all started the night of the storm. The rain came down heavy and someone was knocking at the door, but it was too dark to see. Then I saw a man with a cape. So I hid in the corner and waited for morning to come. Then three witches came to town and they started to cast spells, and then zombies and vampires and werewolves. No one was safe. Time went by, and the slayer came to stake vampires into dust. Boy Scouts went camping, and they became vampires. A human became a robot, and they were out of control.

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Why Am I an Author? by Jean Marie Rusin

Okay, I think, therefore I am. But who gets to play that game? A newborn? A mosquito? A computer? If my thoughts are elsewhere, am I here or there? When I no longer think as I once did, am I the same person? What composes this "I," molecules or memories?