The Horror Reflection.A Poem by Emma Dis is some horror form meh bruhsss. xD
In the evening
When i watch TV my mom calls and says: "Dear, me and dad are gonna be home at eleven" Its past midnight Where are they? No-where to be found.. I saw a man through the window Actually its a man standing behind my couch... Reflection.
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EmmaRiga, Riga, LatviaAboutMy name is Emma and my parents say i am super creative. I write a story on instagram too. I am from LV. I hope people like my story. Folow your dreams like i do..:D more..Writing
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