Disturbing night visions
The nights became an ordeal. In my nightmares, the little girl cried, begging me to stay. Insomnia set in, my heart clenched with an inexplicable pain. The reality was there: she wanted to send me a message.
One morning, exhausted by this growing obsession, I gathered my courage. I was going to ring her doorbell. I needed answers.
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