Chapter Twenty-One
I tried to open the door, even pushed it with all my might, but nothing happened. It did not even budge. I began banging the door; no sound could be heard from me.
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Chapter Twenty
My eyes were still closed while I felt the ground beneath me shake. My eyes were still closed when I felt that everything had stopped. I didn’t dare open my eyes, although I knew I had no choice but to open them. Opening them, ever so lightly, I realised that I was crouched behind a more »
Silent Tears
These are the silent tears,
None, but I, can feel them.
Chapter Nineteen
The little boy’s eyes suddenly flicked open and I heard a loud scream in the background. Slowly opening my eyes, I felt something hard on my back. Realising that I was lying on the floor, I tried to sit up. ‘Jamie?’ I croaked out. The lamp lay neatly next to my satchel. But Jamie was more »
Chapter Eighteen
I want you to picture how our house currently looked. Most of the times, it seemed that darkness had fallen over it. The sun had tried its hardest to push the darkness from the away, but it seemed as if it was part of the house. It did not have the typical ‘haunted house’ look more »