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The House That Waited

No one dared to go near the abandoned house at the edge of Raven Woods.

The house had stood empty for over fifty years. Its roof sagged, its windows were shattered, and thick vines wrapped around its walls like giant snakes. Yet every night, a dim light appeared in an upstairs window.

People who passed by claimed they heard whispers calling their names.

One evening, a brave teenager named Ethan decided to uncover the truth.

Armed with a flashlight, he walked through the forest and stopped in front of the house. The air felt strangely cold.

The front door slowly opened on its own.

Ethan swallowed hard and stepped inside.

The floorboards groaned beneath his feet. Dust filled the air. As he moved deeper into the house, he noticed something odd.

There was a trail of wet footprints on the floor.

Fresh footprints.

But there was nobody there.

His flashlight flickered.

Then he heard it.

A soft whisper.

“Ethan…”

He spun around.

Nothing.

His heart pounded.

“Ethan…”

The voice came again, this time from upstairs.

Against his better judgment, he climbed the staircase. Each step creaked loudly in the silence.

At the end of the hallway stood a closed door.

The whispering came from behind it.

With trembling hands, Ethan pushed the door open.

The room was empty except for an old mirror hanging on the wall.

As he approached it, he froze.

The reflection wasn’t copying his movements.

The boy in the mirror was smiling.

Ethan wasn’t.

Suddenly, the reflection raised its hand and pointed behind him.

Slowly, Ethan turned around.

A tall shadow stood in the corner of the room.

Its eyes glowed white.

Its mouth stretched into an impossible grin.

The creature began moving toward him.

Ethan ran.

The hallway seemed longer than before. Doors slammed shut around him. Shadows crawled across the walls.

Behind him came the sound of heavy footsteps.

Closer.

Closer.

Closer.

He reached the staircase and jumped down the last few steps. The front door was just ahead.

But as he grabbed the handle, he heard a voice whisper directly into his ear.

“You should have stayed away.”

A cold hand touched his shoulder.

Ethan screamed and threw the door open.

He ran all the way back to the village without looking behind him.

The next morning, people returned with him to investigate.

The house was gone.

There was no foundation, no ruins, nothing.

Only an empty field.

To this day, nobody knows what Ethan saw that night.

But every year, on the anniversary of his visit, a strange light appears in the middle of that empty field.

And if someone gets too close, they can hear a whisper in the darkness:

“Come inside…”

Sometimes when you think that you have it all but all of a sudden you see yourself not having anything 😔
You will then ask yourself what happened what went wrong 😳
But when you look back you will understand that you don’t actually have it but you just decide to believe that you have it all 🖕🏻
Living on a false fantasy that you created yourself
And that will make you to make unnecessary mistakes 🥺😁😁😁

S*x is not love
Baby come over is not love
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When someone tell you I love you doesn’t really mean that that he or she loves you
Love is a feeling that even you can not understand
Because you will only see yourself carrying too much and many more