When I was little, my mother would tell me about a little girl. She'd wander hopelessly in this world, wishing to find eternal peace for her soul. Local people typically called her a nightmare why I really don't know. Mother said it was just a folktale, or so she thought. One night mother was feeding little brother when she heard a knock. Now you see it was very late at night, and there could be no one who'd be visiting at this hour. Looking out the window, Mother saw what looked like a girl wearing a Victorian white nightdress. It was the little girl's mother who knew that. Mother didn't want to go to the door because of this. My mother didn't know the girl was looking for me so no one knew until the mother discovered me dead that morning.
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Hello Angels, so this is a new book of short stories. I hope you like them.
