I had been living in that house since I was a kid and was emotionally attached to it.
I felt really sad when we shifted to another city but we had no choice.The reason why I was attached to that house was Sylvia.
Sylvia was my caretaker but she died in an eerie way last year.
She was found dead in her bed with no signs of physical or internal injuries.Life without her had been difficult but with time I had learnt to live without her.
Before leaving my house I wanted to bid a last goodbye and make a video capturing each and every inch of the place.
I walked around the house, trying to take a glimpse of it for the last time.
We shifted to another city.
I used to miss my old house so I thought of watching that video.
I had my earphones plugged in so I didn't remove them.I felt nostalgic watching the video.
Suddenly I noticed a sound.
Like someone was walking in heels beside me. I clearly remembered that I was wearing flat slippers.That sound followed me everywhere.
I could hear voices like, little..time..for
I couldn't understand what it meant but the voice sounded so familiar.
I just ignored it and decided to take a nap.
While I was asleep I had a dream wherein Sylvia was singing a lullaby to me, Little baby time for bed, the sky is blue and rose is red.I woke up with a startle. That voice in the video, it was Sylvia.
I was scared to death.
Just when I was about to get out of bed, I heard the familiar sound of heels walking beside me....
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