Terror

March 28, 2018
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Silence.
Darkness upon the untented, empty, haunted house.
The end of my life has come.
Terror
He moved slowly towards me.
I held my arm to stop him.
He came to a halt just opposite to me,
A smile on his worn, sad face






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