*Credit to original author, found on sixpenceee.com*
I keep seeing faces out my window. I don’t understand. Sometimes I can’t make out their faces. But they seem like young, crazy shadows. Sometimes they taunt me “I have your baby”. Sometimes they scream out my name.
I don’t understand why. What did I do wrong ?
It makes me angry and one of these days I’m going to lash out. There I see one again. She’s holding a candle and she’s whispering my name. Say it bitch. Say “bloody mary” one more time.
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Spookyness
Historia CortaA book about anything creepy or scary(but mainly scary stories). Here we won't be having any of that typical crap. Stories in here will be completely original. Anything from stories to cults to possessed dolls. If you find something you deem Spooky...
