Silver Midnight
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Última atualização ter, jan 28, 2014
I could see the light from my window. Every night since i could remember I have seen the soft yellowish orange glow. There's a white sheer curtin that blows softly in the breeze -almost beckening for someone- and every once in a while it could swear that someone was next to it, but it always just a shadow and after I blink it is gone. The house it's self has been abandon for years, surrounded by a small cemtary that nobody goes to anymore if ever..
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