I decided to walk over to my best friend's house, and once I got closer her driveway, I could see the door was left ajar. Rita probably left it open for me, I thought, while shaking my head disapprovingly.
Then as I entered the door, my mouth open to announce my presence, I was hit by an odor indescribable, but deep down I knew what it was. Anyone could definitely recognize the smell. At first I hesitated with my food hovering over the the threshold. Then I took a deep breath and swallowed it; finally I walked forward as cold fear chilled my heart and the contents of my stomach rose to my throat...
Have you ever had the feeling that you were being watched? Maybe while you were alone or after watching a scary movie? How about all the time: in school, walking around the neighborhood, in your room, or in the dark?
Lately, Shayla has been having these same feelings of being watched. Little did she know it was true until a strange boy began showing up, until strange events began happening, until her loved ones became a target,
until it was too late.
This is a story about a girl named Millie Sanchez, she is just getting out of college and decided to move to this house in Brooklyn NY. She lived there once, she used to live there during her senior year.
She decides to move into this home there that instantly caught her eye when she saw it. She then flew to NY and checked out the house, the owner and real estate Amgen was there.
She soon after bought the house.
What happens when she feels she's being watched? She decides to brush it off until she spots someone staring at her in the window.
Keep reading to find out.
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This story will be very long I will try my best to write every week. It always depends how I feel.