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STILL WAITING
<p><br/></p><p>The air held its weight differently, heavier, expectant.</p><p>The hallway seemed to fold back on itself, shorter now, narrower, yet somehow the walls had grown colder.</p><p>A floorboard creaked upstairs; soft, hesitant, like someone trying not to wake the house itself.</p><p>The mirror blinked, or so I thought.</p><p>Something moved behind it.</p><p> Not a shadow,</p><p> Not a body, </p><p> But a shift. </p><p>A hesitation of light and shape, like air folding around a presence.</p><p><br/></p><p>The lights dimmed again. The hallway stretched once more.</p><p>A door whispered against its frame.</p><p> Opened slightly. Closed. Reopened.</p><p>Nothing emerged.</p><p>And yet the carpet told a different story. A single footprint, larger than the rest, freshly pressed against it</p><p>Closer to the bedroom now.</p><p>From the corner of vision, something lingered. Watching. Still forming.</p><p>Not moving toward.</p><p> Not moving away.</p><p>Just...waiting.</p><p><br/></p><p>The floor beneath the bed moved. Not the bed, the floor. A subtle rise and fall.</p><p>A heartbeat that didn't belong to me.</p><p>A step. Not taken, but felt.</p><p>The reflection in the cracked mirror no longer matched reality.</p><p>And when my eyes dared to scan the ceiling, the ceiling itself seemed to tilt, a slight angle that shouldn’t exist, impossible in form of teaching but undeniable in perception.</p><p><br/></p><p><img src="/media/inline_insight_image/1000496463.jpg"/></p><p>Silence.</p><p><br/></p><p>The door opened again.</p><p>The hallway was empty.</p><p>The carpet lay smooth, untouched.</p><p>The floorboard upstairs didn’t creak.</p><p>The mirror reflected only the familiar room.</p><p>Even the air had stopped holding its weight.</p><p>And yet, the sense of being watched didn’t leave.</p><p>It lingered in the space between breaths, in the pause before a heartbeat, in the feeling that the house had simply… remembered something that had never happened.</p><p><br/></p><p>Or had it?</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p>
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