The Ghost Who Watched Me Die

👁️🕯️ THE GHOST WHO WATCHED ME DIE 🕯️👁️
I saw her the moment I stopped breathing.
And she’s still watching.

Tess Marrow was dead for three minutes.
Struck by a hit-and-run, left bleeding out on a snowy roadside, she flatlined en route to the hospital. But she came back—bruised, fractured… changed. Not physically.
Something followed her back. 🩸🚑❄️

At first, it was just shadows in mirrors.
Footsteps echoing hers.
The feeling that someone was always, always behind her.
But then the dreams began.
The same girl. The same pale eyes. The same whispered words:
"You lived. I didn’t." 👻🔪🛏️

🕳️ SHE DIDN’T SURVIVE ALONE.
AND THE GHOST REMEMBERS.

Tess becomes obsessed with uncovering who the girl is—if she’s real, if she died the same night, if they somehow… crossed.
And the more she digs, the more she unravels a pattern:
— Other survivors of near-death experiences.
— All haunted.
— All tormented.
— All dead within a year. 📁📷📜

Now Tess is racing time, sanity, and the thing that haunts her—because the ghost isn’t just watching.
It’s waiting.
And if Tess doesn’t uncover the truth about what really happened in those three minutes…
She won’t be the only one who dies next time.

🕷️ The Ghost Who Watched Me Die is a chilling, emotionally charged horror story of survivor’s guilt turned supernatural reckoning—perfect for fans of The Autopsy of Jane Doe, The Medium, and The Night House.

Some ghosts don’t want justice.
They want a trade. 👁️🩸🕰️