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Talking To Ghost
Last night I tried talking to ghosts. But my parents are weird
and ignored me. They appeared to me as shadows in the
mirror trapped between death and dreams. Lighting matches
that didn't glow. The background in the mirror was like a
moving montage of memories. The mirror had been in the
basement covered with webs and dust. I think it possessed
because it now follows me. Thinking that it may be driving
me insane as I drip adrenaline into the aquarium in which I
swim.
and ignored me. They appeared to me as shadows in the
mirror trapped between death and dreams. Lighting matches
that didn't glow. The background in the mirror was like a
moving montage of memories. The mirror had been in the
basement covered with webs and dust. I think it possessed
because it now follows me. Thinking that it may be driving
me insane as I drip adrenaline into the aquarium in which I
swim.
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