It was rainy as the dark clouds rolled in and letting off booming thunder. The old Valentine house laid untouched as it fell apart from years of neglect. Who knew it was a once a grand house with a family of four living in it. With old stuffed toys, pictures, and other dear belongs withering from the weather. You could barely recognize the family portrait that hung up in the living room just about the fire place. It was damp and molded from the leaky ceilings.
In the shadows, someone watched who reached out a hand toward the portrait, toward Maria. But it fell. The figure moved in the shadows and toward the the grand staircase in which it climbed. The stairs creaked with each step which added to the creepiness level. The figure went into what use to be Victoria's room with toys, dolls, and a tea set broken or thrown around the room. Once vibrant dresses strewn out on the floor where nasty and mildewed. The bed still unmade with blankets tossed and thrown, pillows on the floor. It moved toward a dusty nightstand and picked up a picture frame that had cobwebs attached. It was a picture of twin girls standing side by side in a garden one looked happy but the other angry. They wore matching dresses which where pink and blue, holding matching dolls. He walked to the window where a full moon was shining.
"I finally found you my dear sisters..."
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Angel Lies
HorrorVeronica has spent years in an insane asylum after the loss of her family. Suffering horrible nightmares. Now that her aunt has stepped foward and gains custody of 16 year old Veronica, she must move back to her hometown of Jupiter Springs and st...
