12:08

HI WORLD! 🧟

I am a high school girl and this is my last year in Saebom High School. I always get overwhelmed with the horror stories.I generally believe in the things that seems exciting to me. I always wanted to do something daring and the day comes when I read about an ancient villa "flower garden" in an article by Kim Bora. The article says, it is near the cocktail lane 34 which is inside the MORGAN COLONY in the vicinity of my school. Being an introvert I use to hang out alone and enjoy my own company.One night I decided to visit their .I was excited and nervous at the same time. I am from hindu family still I bought a cross necklace to wear on that night just because it make me feels like a character of some 90s american horror movie.

It was pitch dark night and I can only hear the sounds of katydids. I pushed the ten foot big gate and I could feel the rust on my hands. I could smell the oldness of the villa. I was walking and could hear the sound of my footsteps squeaking the sand particles.I was so afraid to look at sides.My gaze was only at the glass door. My hands were shivering while turning the door knob. It got open in one try. The only source of light in the hall was moonbeam hitting the sofa through the big window. As I was going inside the hall , it was getting darker and darker. I was frightened to step on the stairs. But out of curiosity I went upstairs step by step. I could now see three white door in a line. I walked inside the corridor and followed my intuition and opened the third one. Their was a wooden rocking chair in the whole big room and a clock whose pendulum was stuck at 12:08. The vibes were weird. I sat on the chair and she pushed her long rooting nails through my chest, her other hand muffing my screams, i sat bold upright. The clock hands started rotating. The sun shined bright another day. The horror night came again . A girl in school dress came and all frightened.She went upstairs and followed her intuition and open the third door. She could only see a rocking wooden chair and a clock whose pendulum got stuck at 12:08 . The vibes were weird. She sat on the rocking chair and I was pushing my long rooted nails through her chest, my other hand muffing her screams, she sat bold upright.