The window is empty
It is void of life.
nothing moves outside of it but me.
nothing else is here.
It is silent.
I am the only one who can move.
they all wait for when the whistle sounds, but that day will never come.
There is a sound.
It's not a whistle but a banging.
the window is no longer empty.
YOU ARE READING
Scary stories
HorrorSometimes I have random bursts of dark thoughts so I'll turn them into story's for you guys.
