A year of therapy didn’t change that. I was consumed with the question. What did he see?
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What the hell is this?
A man stood at her window, his eyes huge and glassy in his pale, gaunt head. He was wearing what she said looked like loose white pajamas. He stared at her, and she stared back.
Kids are talking about their imaginary friends? A therapist isn’t going to help. Their friends are real and you should believe them before it’s too late and they’ve thrown you down a flight of stairs.
If only I could go back. Tell her that the price was nice but I’d rather go to a beach, or Ireland, it doesn’t matter, anywhere but those cursed falls.
Don’t look behind you, whatever you do.
Don’t go alone.
Stories of virginal ghosts are everywhere.
Don’t go alone, whatever you do.