One time, I was walking downstairs to eat breakfast. There was complete silence everywhere. I guessed my Mom was jogging. I tripped a little but got a hold on the hand rail. My glasses fell off and everything turned into blur. I had a high eye grade and everything I see is a blur. I just base everything from the color. I went downstairs and slowly searched the ground then I saw the color of orange which was the inner color of my glasses. A hand was holding it. It was my grandma.
"Thanks." I said but she didn't reply.
I put it on and turn to see nobody.
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Short Horror Stories (On Going Series)
HorrorThis Series is About Random Experiences I Had in my Life.
