Her Chicken Scratch / Uncategorized

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The shadows were starting to whisper again and the woman shivered. Taking slow steps back until she felt the cold wall behind her. She didn’t like it when they started to talk, she preferred it if they just stayed shadows of her houses objects. Chair’s without claws and hanging coats with out faces but they soon transformed their shape into her worst fear. She tried laughing it off at first, then crying and even screaming. But they didn’t listen to her protest of ‘no’ and ‘go away.’ They simply just began whispering louder. Though believe me when I say it they weren’t there to harm her. They simply were just asking for guidance, but she refused to listen. So she remained cowering and they remained shouting. Written by Alecia Writes.  

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