“Every night, the old house groaned and whispered secrets no one should hear. At first, I thought it was just the wind… until the whispers started calling my name.”
One evening, I pressed my ear against the wall and listened. A soft, raspy voice whispered, ‘Leave now.’ I stepped back, heart pounding, but the walls wouldn’t let me go. Each night, they grew louder, more desperate. And then, one night, I found writing etched into the wall: ‘I never left.'”
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Sophie had always loved her late-night walks through the quiet streets of Prague. The cobblestones glistened under the faint light of the streetlamps, and the…
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