Every time I pass the old abandoned, broken down, black as night house, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. I shiver and always feel like someones eyes are following me.
Tracking me.
Hunting me.
Nobody would buy the house after the gruesome scene right out of a horror movie took place inside. The night my best friend and his family were so gruesomely murdered that the bodies were nearly unidentifiable.
They never found the person who did it, but something tells me the murderer never left. Is that who watches me? Who has been watching me the past nine years?
I know hes gone, but I still feel him. Smell him. I must be crazy. Certifiably insane. It has to be my imagination.
But I cant shake the feeling. I see them in my dreams and my nightmares The eyes that stalk me I know them
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Tracking me.
Hunting me.
Nobody would buy the house after the gruesome scene right out of a horror movie took place inside. The night my best friend and his family were so gruesomely murdered that the bodies were nearly unidentifiable.
They never found the person who did it, but something tells me the murderer never left. Is that who watches me? Who has been watching me the past nine years?
I know hes gone, but I still feel him. Smell him. I must be crazy. Certifiably insane. It has to be my imagination.
But I cant shake the feeling. I see them in my dreams and my nightmares The eyes that stalk me I know them
Genre: Romantic Suspense
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