The face in the empty part of the house is gazing at me, unleashing its breath on the glass.. leaving its mark every second.
"No where to go" the face whispered
I felt scared in this poor-lit room, I can't read the book. The face keeps its eyes locked on me.
"I can see their prints on your soul" the face said
I clutch my shoulders trembling, those memories of an atrocious being,
I can't see, my eyelids are closed, I can't scream my tongue is dead, I can only hear and see the face.
"unprotected" "uncared for" smiled the face while licking the glass.
tears.. warm tears slip from my lifeless eyes
