As a kid, we were all scared of the monsters under our beds. The monsters in our closets.The monsters in our bathtubs. We thought our parents would tell us these stories to scare us. We thought they were just stories. But are they? ■ □ □ ■ Her body shivered as cold air swished past her in a breeze. A soft whisper like caress across her face. "I know you're there, Anastasia." A deep, husky voice, whispered in her ear. Her gasp sounded loud to her ears as she turned around to find nothing but darkness and a wisp of fog in the cold, dark alley.All Rights Reserved
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