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In the quiet town of Harlow, nestled between misty hills and dense forests, stood an old Victorian house that the townsfolk avoided at all costs. With its chipped paint, sagging porch, and windows like dark, hollow eyes, Harlow House had a reputation. Legends whispered of the tragic family that once lived there-a family consumed by grief and shadows. A scary story for the night Describe your opinion in a few words, Subscribe and rate the story.
