This is based of a true story in which I ,myself experienced a few years back in my younger days! ! ! My memory is slowly getting fuzzy and I cannot remember much however I hope that this appeals and entertains you ! ! ! ദ്ദി ≽^⎚˕⎚^≼ .ᐟ
ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁
The Man Outside
Since I have lived in this apartment, every night without fail , a man would stand looking at the playground.
What a nutjob. Who stands in the dark, motionless, doing absolutely nothing at all. It has been going on for a decade.
Occasionally, he would take his eyes off the swing set and stare at me. Right into the depths of my soul. I wonder what he's looking for?
Every night till dawn. He's been there forever. The other residents can't see him at all. Is it just me? Most definitely not. No imaginary creature would look at me with those emotionless eyes, motionless.
However, tonight was a different case. He wasn't there at all. That day, I found out that he was a former resident that lived at my apartment.
He wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the shadow of his murderer that foreshadowed over me.
Is that why he is behind me now?
Fin.
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Horror𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 I, myself, wrote this when I was feeling down! ᯓ★ This is just a small compilation of my feelings when i went through a dark time! ! ! ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ I hope this appeals to you ! ! ! ―୨୧⋆ ˚ I'm uploading it here as I want to check in how I w...
