The Center Of The Room
When my sister Betsy and I were kids, our family lived for a while in a charming old farmhouse. We loved exploring its dusty corners and climbing the apple tree in the backyard. But our favorite thing was the ghost. Yes! The ghost. We called her Mother, because she seemed so kind and nurturing.
Some mornings Betsy and I would wake up, and on each of our nightstands, we'd find a cup that hadn't been there the night before. Mother had left them there, worried that we'd get thirsty during the night. She just wanted to take care of us. Among the house's original furnishings was an antique wooden chair, which we kept against the back wall of the living room. Whenever we were preoccupied, watching TV or playing a game, Mother would inch that chair forward, across the room, toward us.
We felt very loved. Whenever our parents were out of the house, we'd anticipate 'mothers' appearance. We never saw her but we always felt her presence. One night Betsy and I planned to stay up all night and check if we would catch a glance at her, it seems she perceived what we were up to and didn't come that particular night.
Betsy and I made a pinkie promise not to mention it to anyone, not even our parents. We knew our parents would get tensed and paranoid and take us away from there. On the other hand, we thought 'mother' won't be happy with us either. We sealed our lips and it was a win win for everyone.
Sometimes she'd manage to move it all the way to the center of the room. We always felt sad putting it back against the wall. Mother just wanted to be near us.Years later, long after we'd moved out, I found an old newspaper article about the farmhouse's original occupant, a widow. She murdered her two children by giving them each a cup of poisoned milk before bed. Then she'd hanged herself.
The article included a photo of the farmhouse's living room, with a woman's body hanging from a beam. Beneath her, knocked over, was that old wooden chair, placed exactly in the center of the room. There we were feeling when we were supposed to be afraid.
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Per your request, I am continuing to screen the articles you specified. Portions of your writing do not appear to be original. Your text appears to originate from the following article that was posted sometime in May 14, 2021: Story from Reddit #2: 'There's no Reason to be Afraid' by whoeverfightsmonster
I have listed an example below, but there are others.
That means all deliveries were plagiarized, this needs proper addressing. I'm happy this was spotted earlier than later.
Damn, sorry for your paid content to be plagued with plagiarism :/
It's alright, obviously before there's any deals made, they are always terms and conditions and this has totally gone against mine. I failed here because of not running them up, all as a result of past reviews I got from others who have previously had her services.
It's left to terminate the contract and further legal procedures will be taken.
Ye ofcouse. It still sucks :/