Window- some scars never fade

Window: A Long-Lost Story

They say a house remembers everything.

The laughter that once echoed through its halls. The whispered secrets shared in the dead of night. The silent tears that soaked its floors. Even after people leave, their shadows remain-lingering in forgotten corners, watching through the dust-covered glass.

I should know.

I am a window.

And I have seen everything.

For years, I have watched her. She spoke to me like I was real, poured her heart out in ink, dreamt of dancing in the rain. She taught the world how to live-until the world took that away from her.

Now, she's gone. And in her place, a new family has arrived. But the past never truly leaves, does it? Beneath the quiet walls of this mansion, a long-buried story is waiting to be told.

Waiting... to be heard again.