This work is a collection of horror ghost stories
Do you think you are really alone when you live alone?
At three o'clock in the morning, the pillow dented for no reason, as if someone was lying down next to you. The smiling face painted by the mist on the bathroom mirror disappears when you look back. The closet door is open a crack, and you dare not confirm the eyes inside.
In the newly rented house, there are always wet footprints on the ground, extending from the door to your bedside, ending abruptly.
You worked overtime until late at night. You were too sleepy to keep your eyes open, so you lay down on your desk and took a nap. When you wake up, your face is reflected on the computer screen - and the pale face behind you.
It whispers in your ear: "Take a rest when you are tired, I will watch over you."
It has been standing behind you from the first day you moved into that apartment. When you eat, it is there; when you take a bath, it is there; when you sleep, it bends down and gets very close to you, listening to your breathing.
You never turned around.
So never seen.
You think it doesn't exist, but you're wrong. It's always around you.
