The circling glitter. Swirling in a slow motion. I sat in awe, and soon the light from this grew larger, and suddenly I felt as if I didn't have a care in the world. All my fear was gone. Then a huge bright flash lit through the entire home, the lights came back on, and that musty old smell of mold left the house. Gone. That quick! Here's your second prompt for #YoStoWriMo Day 13. Collab and write a horror story titled 'The New House'. Post longer stories in the caption. No word limit. No language bar. Post in any language. #TheNewHouse #FearofTheDark #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba
