The Smile By Sean

I used to work in this old junk n stuff shop in Colorado. There were these sounds that came from the back room but I never really paid any attention to them until one day. I was walking to the counter when BANG! Something crashed in the back room. I went to check it out and sure enough, a box was lying on the ground. I looked inside and there were smashed glasses. I looked at the window and a face peered in. The face never left my mind. there was a smile, not a cheery smile but a dark, evil smile.

in Colorado, United States


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