Bonjour,
We had moved into the house of my uncle, who passed away a long time ago, a house with creaking doors, inhabited by black cats and full of gruesome memories. At first glance, the house looked normal. It was made of stone, partially hidden by a profuse ivy that reached up to the roof, even going so far as to obscure some windows on the first floor; nobody had maintained it for 3 years…. One night my parents were going to the ball, so they left me alone in this scary house.
Suddenly I heard noises, it looked like someone was walking barefoot on the floor, there were whispers, I went up to the basement, I opened the door, but even though I couldn't see, I felt there was a presence, I walked forward, then I heard noises, he was getting closer and closer to me, suddenly it stopped, having found nothing, I said to myself that it must have been my imagination, I was confused and scared, I knew instinctively that something was wrong in this house. Then I heard another noise, it sounded like a drop of water. I thought I forgot to turn off the tap. I pushed open the door and walked inside. When I walked in I saw a burning candle, I blew it out and then turned on the lights on the ceiling. I approached the faucet to control it and I saw a red liquid dripping from the faucet, it must have been blood! I heard a noise coming from the bathroom as I entered the room, I saw a woman, she was all bloodied and even blood was coming out of her eyes. I dare not tell you what happened next. You will take me for a fool.
J’espère t’avoir aider ❤❤♥️♥️
