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August 2, 2011

I was alone in my house a couple of years ago, and I heard my deceased sisters voice say my name as if she was trying to get my attention. It was perfectly clear. She died 15 years ago, and I had forgotten exactly what her voice sounded like until that happened.

– Posted by Tenga; Fark

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