My mother smiles at me wondering what kind of child i will grow up to be...My father smiles and starts talking to the doctor about me,My parents they named me Stacy.I have a happy life and with a smile i notice that someone is leaning over my crib they are a pitch dark and i cant understand what they are saying,but i still strain to listen to his/her words but to no avail, i just end up falling asleep by being carried to my family.This voice reminds me not of mother nor father,but i yearn to find out who it is.When i get older,i hope to see this shadow again,so i restlessly fall unconscious to the soft whispering words of my parents telling me i was about to be home.I was happy in this point of my life,then.It.All.Changed.
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When the shadows are seen....
HorrorIn "when the shadows are seen" a small girl,like any other likes playing dress up and dolls but who understands the whisper of the wind and hears what others dont.She doesn't get much attention from the children at school but enjoys the company of t...
