Reliving death
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Houses are not living they cannot breathe, they cannot speak and they should not be able to strike terror into the very core of your being. I knew this when I entered 3743 Second street. What I didn't know the house was cursed. The husband had killed his wife and he was now hell bent on claiming my life.
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Rooms should not gaze. Walls should not listen and floor should not speak. Colors appear where there were none, fleeting and elusive, but the more you reach for them, the more they slip away. and in the end, some truths, once uncovered, can never be unseen. TW: SA, Abuse
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