It was my first day in my new apartment. As I entered, I heard someone running from the kitchen to my bedroom.
I was astonished, I had come alone, who was there?
Then I felt it run behind me and the door slam shut.
It was last time the door slammed, because there on I remained trapped in that flat.
My screams couldn't penetrate through the doors, walls, windows. Day by day my voice grew weaker. But the feeling of not being alone never went. I could still feel footsteps here and there. Finally I saw it one-day and that was my end.
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Haunted - Horror Overloaded
HorreurThis is a collection of short horror stories 👻 Do comment if you like them. ~Author
