I still didn't understand it. I thought I was a ghost living in the neighborhood, because nobody seemed to notice me. my neighbors and I never looked at each other twice. We weren't enemies though, we just kept away from each other. Especially the one just after my house.
But yet when she died with my name was written in her hand.
Tell me what you think about this plot?
Is it mysterious enough?
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Genel KurguA collection of my short stories... Some stories just needs a sitting to tell .... Without a prologue and many chapters ... I try my best to tell those stories... Hope you enjoy them ... Most are written for contests entries... Update : No update s...
