Category: Ghosts
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The Nightmare
The face in the reflection of the old broken mirror kept changing. He… she… it… transformed in more ways than one… older… younger… thinner… the person looking out of the mirror was most definitely not the person looking into it. Shattered and gaunt, no voice to scream, trapped in an absurd reality and no means…
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There’s that knocking again…
When night time comesAnd darkness fallsWith silence all aroundI settle downAnd try to sleepBut can’t due to a soundA gentle tappingNo – strong rapping!Is coming from my doorI’m wrong againIt’s beneath me nowA knocking from the floor The rooms belowAre all aloneFor I’m here by myselfAnd I’m not so sureThat was what I sawWhen the…
