THE HAUNTED HATHAWAY

_{HAUNTED MIRROR}

"I'm never going back to that house" Helen said to her coworker. "It's haunted. I know I don't believe in ghost and stuffs but trust me, I know what I saw. It's was creepy, I felt as if I was gonna die, I'm not going back."

I told you didn't I? Ever wondered why the house is known as the Hathaway? Because it's haunted" May who was Helen's friend continued.. "Everyone who had moved into that home always run away. You're lucky you didn't get hurt or the cops didn't see you running to my house by this time of the night. Tell me what happened.."

"It was the most scary time of my life May. After we'd closed from the office, I went home, had some dinner and then went to bed. Few minutes or there about, I heard someone whisper my name. At first I thought it was my imagination, but then I heard it again and again.

Then I turned on the light. Of course there was nobody there. Just as I was about turning off the light again, I heard my name, the same voice. I quickly turned to see who it was but there was nobody there then I looked closely towards the direction were my mirror was and I heard my name again, it's was coming from the mirror.

I screamed as loud as I could before jumping of my bed and running towards your place. I thought I was dead, I thought I was dead".

"It's okay, you're safe now. You can sleep at my guest room and we will discuss on how to move your stuff from that haunted place tomorrow. " May said and led her to the guest room.

"Goodnight" she said leaving the light on so as not to scare Helen before walking to her room.

But as Helen leaned back on her bed, she heard her name and this time, it wasn't May who was calling, it was the same voice from the Hathaway, then the light went off and everywhere became dark.

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_FICTION

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