The eyes in the painting followed her down the corridor. Life is a wonder, how it's created and how we live it is a complete game of survival. Always wondering if you'll live or die. As I once started down the dark path of the eerie Druid mansion I now see not everything is still. Feeling chills run down my spine, the eyes watching me are unwavering as the sound of my footsteps are all that's heard in this lonely mansion. I once now regret ever stepping foot in this solemn place, long forgotten where no one could hear my pleas for help. "AHHHH". Now I know what path my life took as it ended in the Druid house.
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My One Horror
HorrorThis will be a collection of all of my short horror stories that I like to write ✨Currently in the process of editing stories
