waiting for sleep
Posted over 4 years ago
It’s near dawn in the town where I grew up. I’ve moved back here into THE haunted house. You know the one you’d dare your friends to sneak onto the porch of at night when you were kids? The one that’s been vacant for over 25 years, but still has the furnishings? I have that house.
An elderly lady died here, but I believe if her spirit lingers at all she is a very meek…
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