The night was beautiful it seemed to be winter time we sat around the fire talking and smiling the moon gleamed in through the big windows on the side as you listened to the fire cackle. A small gust of wind passed by and knocked out the fire everything fell dark the mood seemed different only thing lighting up the room was the blue light from the moon. I heard a whisper and a light cold chuckle sending chills down my spine. Is someone in my house or am I imaginating things.
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You're nothing, worthless ,no one cares, nor loves you, no one ,your all alone, never to have anyone not even your family I laughed coldy .
My anxiety built up thinking of everything my chest felt tight my throat felt as if it was trying to close up I scratched at my throat as the voice repeated everything hearing more calling my name I felt as if I was in a box and couldn't get out . I packed my shit and went away never to hear them voices again
