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Posted On: 17-May-2024 09:24:26 Posted In: My Stories / Horror
Posted By: Franco
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My horror story


Deep in the heart of the forest, there stood an old and crumbling manor. The locals whispered of the dark happenings that had occurred within its walls, tales of restless spirits and malevolent forces that roamed its halls. Many dared not approach the manor, afraid of what they might encounter within.

One stormy night, a brave soul ventured into the manor, determined to uncover the truth behind its haunted reputation.
 As he crossed the threshold, a chill ran down his spine, and he knew he was not alone. Shadows danced on the walls, and eerie whispers echoed through the empty rooms.

As he explored further, he came across a decaying portrait of a family that once lived in the manor. Their eyes seemed to follow him as he moved, their expressions twisted in a mix of sorrow and anger. Suddenly, the paintings came to life, reaching out with skeletal hands to grab him.


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