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The Reflection Knocks: A Short Horror Story
The thunder shook the house, but it was the knocking on my window that froze me. I looked out. A pale girl floated there, staring right at me. My phone buzzed in my hand: 'Don't look behind you.' The ghost pointed slowly toward the hallway mirror. My heart hammered. I turned. My reflection smiled. It wasn't me. It whispered... 'You finally noticed me.' Then the lights died. Three knocks echoed.
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The thunder shook the house, but it was the knocking on my window that froze me. I looked out. A pale girl floated there, staring right at me. My phone buzzed in my hand: 'Don't look behind you.' The ghost pointed slowly toward the hallway mirror. My heart hammered. I turned. My reflection smiled. It wasn't me. It whispered... 'You finally noticed me.' Then the lights died. Three knocks echoed.
