Miya was 18 when she first decided to move away from her parents and in with her boyfriend, but that situation plummeted steeply when she realised how stupid she had been.
She had lost most contact with her parents and knew if she called they would be waiting by the phone to here her explain how deeply wrong she was. As her parents did not approve at all of her discussions.
So she did it she moved out of a hell with him to a new her hell alone. From the outside her new house looked calm and welcoming like a book cover. but like a book cover, the his certainly did not portray its twisted Inside.
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It was moving day she was with her friends as she entered the house every where she looked bikes piled Hughes than her own self.
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Most boxes un paced and a continuous smell on takeaway almost made the house feels like home her friends said good bye as the shut the large door behind them. For a few moments things where normal. She headed to bed and flopped on her dusty mattress.
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Miya woke.. Sweating... Shaking...trembling with fear. She had had a nightmare that Shiite her to the core. She'd dreamed of a door an oh to familiar door her own door, her dream showed the door slowly moving open presenting a line of light. But this light was unnerving, fearful, experiencing its own personality but a dark one. "Miya" a whisper spreader from the door "Miya, help us" "only you can help us" .
Miya felt disturbed as tears of sadness rolled down her face, she felt empathy, sympathy for the. The voice was sad, lost, alone...
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The door
HorrorMoving houses can be terrifying, especially when the house itself brings terror. Miya has always been connected to some form of paranormal from a young age but never to the dgree. A rusting key lipped through a door can open her to more then just...
