After a long period of curiosity, the boy went to the haunted house, which he assumed was inhabited, in the hopes of seeing a childhood acquaintance. But he was trapped within. #horror #shortstories #ghosts
00:00Ever since childhood, that old house across the road sparked my curiosity. People would appear in its windows at dusk, laughter drifting faintly toward my room.
00:12One afternoon, I finally worked up with the courage to approach. The path was silent, each step beating loud in my chest as the sun dipped behind the trees.
00:22As I reached the gate, a massive, rusted padlock greeted me. Clearly, it hadn't been opened in years. No footprints, no sign of life, the house seemed forgotten by time.
00:38I started to walk away, but a sudden chill stopped me. Behind me, that old iron gate creaked open, and a freezing wind slipped past my face.
00:48When I turned back, the house looked darker than before. But now, familiar sounds echoed from within, children's laughter, country music, the muffled joy of a family gathering.
01:03Curiosity overcame my fear, and I stepped inside. The warmth of those sounds guided me through dust-thick corridors and spider-webbed rooms.
01:12But as I entered the living room, silence fell. The laughter, music, and voices, all gone as if swallowed by the house itself.
01:24Only cobwebs remained, draping every surface.
01:28My fear returned with force. I turned to the door, my heart hammering, but before I could touch the handle, my name echoed from the empty hallways, followed by eerie laughter.
01:40I lunged for the door, desperate to escape, but it wouldn't budge. Panicked tears blurred my vision as I realized I was completely trapped inside this nightmare.
01:53Frantic, I ran to every door and window, but all were locked tight. My screams grew fainter, as if the house itself was swallowing my voice.
02:03Defeated and exhausted, I slid to the floor, sobbing. The silence pressed in, thicker than before, and time seemed to stretch unendingly.
02:16Suddenly, an elderly woman, her features obscured and strange, glided past me and disappeared into the kitchen. Hope flickered inside my terror.
02:26I followed, calling after her. But she vanished as soon as I reached the kitchen door.
02:34The room was empty, except for the cold, and a deepening sense of dread.
02:40With mounting horror, the truth dawned on me, those figures I watched through my window had always been ghosts.
02:47I was now one of their stories, trapped inside their haunted walls.
02:51I was young people.
02:52I was young man, I was young man.
02:55I never really thought of this.
02:55I was young man.
02:57I was young man, you see the window, and I цеitzed the darkness.
02:59I've been young man, you both of in the villa.
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