Whispers in the Walls
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They told me the house was empty. That the boy I was supposed to care for wasn't real. Just a doll. Just a job.
But then I heard things. Felt things. The whispers in the walls, the way the air shifted like someone was always watching me.
I should be scared. I should leave. But there's something about him-something that keeps pulling me back.
Maybe it's the loneliness in his voice. Or the way he lingers in the shadows, waiting for me to see him.
All I know is... I don't think I want to run anymore.
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