It Lived in the Shed – Ep. 75
Odd Trails
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The Shadows of a Mirror
The year I turned 13, my parents decided I was mature enough to stay home alone for a few hours while they worked or went out. The only thing I grew to dislike was every night I would wake up and see the mirror positioned to face my bed,. It always looked like someone else was inside the mirror, but not in my true reflection. Nearly one year passed, and everything had been normal, until one particular night when an unusual dripping sound woke me up. As I stared perplexed, I saw a shadow walk across my bedroom doorway. A man-like figure, too tall, too disproportional to be human, wearing all black with a black coat or robe that went down
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