PART III : My neighbor screamed at me that shouting could be heard from my house every day, but I lived alone and worked from eight to six. The next day, I pretended to leave, hid under the bed, and listened as someone entered, walking as if she owned my life. I closed my eyes to keep from breathing. My bedroom door opened. And the voice that came from the speaker made my blood run cold – storypart2.online

PART III : My neighbor screamed at me that shouting could be heard from my house every day, but I lived alone and worked from eight to six. The next day, I pretended to leave, hid under the bed, and listened as someone entered, walking as if she owned my life. I closed my eyes to keep from breathing. My bedroom door opened. And the voice that came from the speaker made my blood run cold

PART 21 — THE ROOM BELOW Nobody in the basement moved. The broken concrete surrounded the metal door like a wound ripped open beneath the house. Dust floated through flashlight … Continue reading PART III : My neighbor screamed at me that shouting could be heard from my house every day, but I lived alone and worked from eight to six. The next day, I pretended to leave, hid under the bed, and listened as someone entered, walking as if she owned my life. I closed my eyes to keep from breathing. My bedroom door opened. And the voice that came from the speaker made my blood run cold