She Thought Someone Was Outside… But The Footprints Were Inside
A true horror story that will make you focus on everything happening around you.
This story will teach you to focus on anything that happens around you. In 2017, there was an old woman sitting alone and looking out of her window. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared behind the window to an unknown person.
She immediately picked up her phone and reported it to the police. As soon as The call was closed, this unknown person disappeared. When the police came, they found the door of the house locked.
They opened the door and entered the house to check on the woman. They found the woman in her room sitting in front of the window, looking at him and she was afraid. The police searched the yard of the house and found no trace of a strange person.
When they returned to her room, they found footprints of a strange person. The footprints were everywhere on the floor of the room. In fact, the woman did not see the shadow of an unknown person standing outside her house.
In fact, she saw a reflection of an unknown person on the glass of the window. This person was standing behind her and walking in her room. So be careful and focus on anything you see.
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