A Haunted House

J john tiong chunghoo john tiong chunghoo
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it stands on multiple wooden poles and right between them a flight of stairs that goes up straight to the back or kitchen so that when somebody walks down you see his feet, shins and thighs before you see the person the house faces a huge raintree that divides two roads car lamps therefore shine directly onto the poles of the house and cast shadows that flash and lift themselves up over the compound the house they say is haunted at night bus uses to stop just outside to let passengers down their shadows invariably running all over the house when a car comes in the opposite direction everything then seems to be moving except its unrelenting quietness and forboding menacing atmosphere i once was let down here one last passenger in the dead of night all the nooks and corners of the abandoned house all of a sudden became eyes that stared at me like eager and lonely ghosts longing for friends my heart beat faster than my legs could carry me the house stood solemnly quiet like an old, cold, lonely woman in despair

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