Location: New York City, New York, USA

The following report was sent into our website by Greg in Manhattan on April 3, 2012:

“Before I was born, my sister died. But every time her birthday comes around, it get’s windy and cold when you say her name. When ever you look at pictures, you look away and see her face. One day she will get revenge on the doctor that let her die!”

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