Whispers

It’s way too quiet in this place.
I don’t like this house.
What’s that? Hello? Help me!
I could of swore someone called my name.
There it goes again. Who’s there?
The door’s locked. Where are you?
There it goes again! Someone is whispering.
They are whispering my name.
There’s two now. Go away!
Who is it? There’s no one here!
Quit calling my name!
There’s more! They’re all around me!
Stop it! Stop it! They’re everywhere!
Stop calling my name! What are you?
Get away!

~1998~

Part of a series I made in school called “Mansion Rooms”.

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