Window

A woman move to a old house, It was 1 am at mid night.

The room was dark and shabby, so she light a candle and look around.

She saw a painting hand over the wall, right in front of her. It was a portrait of a man, the painting was delicate, with realistic colors and well composed composition, especially those eyes… looks so real

while she lying in the bed, she can not fall asleep, She was terrified because she thought some one always staring at her. So she tired not to look at that portrait.

In the morning she woke up and walk close to the painting again, she feel goose bumps.

She realized, it wasn’t a painting, it was a window………..

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