Grandma had an attatchment to her bedroom, she used to say that it made her remember the past by seeing her old clothes. When she died I could feel she was still in her bedroom even though there was no one else, I decided to give away those clothes for charity but the night before my departure I heard her voice saying "don't even think about it", the next morning I looked for the key of her bedroom and closed the door to never open it again.
El Guardarropa de la Abuela
La abuela tenía un gran cariño a su habitación, solía decir que la hacia recordar el pasado mirar su ropa vieja. Cuando ella murió aún podía sentir que ella estaba en su cuarto incluso al estar vacío, decidí regalar toda esa ropa a caridad pero la noche antes de mi salida escuché su voz diciéndome.
"Ni siquiera lo pienses"
La mañana siguiente busqué la llave de su habitación y la cerré para nunca abrirla de nuevo.
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Drops Of Blood (Short Horror Stories Compilation)/Gotas de Sangre
HorrorThis is no book for the weak. Let's play a game of hide and seek. From MONSTERS hunting in it's pages. Finish the book to survive. SO TURN OFF THE LIGHTS, LAY IN YOUR BED AND READ... IF YOU DARE... Compilation of short horror stories and tales fo...
