February 26th
Months have passed. The black butterfly never came back. And I lived my lonely life in this spooky house in peace or at least I thought I did.
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The House
Horror[SHITTY SHORT STORY COMPLETED] You move into a new house. The cheapest one you can find. But it's no ordinary house... Btw this story is so shit I wrote this so long ago but THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 500+ READS ITS UNREAL.
