There was a ghost story around the town where I lived in Japan, about a young woman who threw herself off the dam near our town, and if you drove alone on that road at night, she would be in your backseat, looking for a ride home. I took that road a lot to visit a friend of mine, and each time I turned the mirror away. If she was back there, I didn't want to know.
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branchandroot
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Date: 2005-08-21 05:09 pm (UTC)