Yesterday, I went to the library to borrow some books. I asked the librarian where the horror section was and she directed me to some shelves that were in the corner, against the wall.
I was browsing through the titles when I came to a gap in the books and a cute girl peering through at me from the other side. Our eyes met for a moment
and she smiled. I spent 10 minutes trying to work up the courage to start a conversation with her, but in the end I just picked out 3 books and brought
them over to the librarian's counter.
Why am I such a wuss? If i'd been brave enough to talk to that girl, I could have maybe got her number.
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Answer to the previous chapter : The picture was blank because the narrator didn't have a future, he was going to die.
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Creepy Riddles
Random[Highest Rank #1 in #scarystory.] Hell is empty and all the devils are here. I warn you, I ask only to be reassured about the noises in the cellar and the window that should not have been open, but if still you want to peek into this book, then may...
