Ghost House

Alone in the house.

 

The door slammed.

 

“Finally, you’re home!” she yelled, running for the stairs.

 

Silence.

 

So quiet it was deafening.

 

“Baby!” hissed the stairs.

 

Ghosts floated through the stairs; drowned, hanged, with ripped chests.

 

She ran to the roof.

 

Her only escape was jumping.

 

That girl?

 

What?!

 

Dead!

The End

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