Amelia Hawthorne has long been intrigued by her family’s notable home, the Hawthorne House. This antiquated house, which is found in a farther wide open, features a wealthy history of privileged insights and covered-up stories that have provoked Amelia’s interest since she was a child.

Amelia’s love for the house grew as she grew older. One summer at a family gathering, she made a bold choice to venture into the hidden corners of Hawthorne House— usually off-limits to most visitors.

As the sun sank below the horizon and cast its shadows. of the manor, Amelia quietly left the party and explored the neglected part of the mansion. The walls of the forgotten wing were decorated with dusty portraits and their eyes seemed to follow her every step.

Amelia found an ancient journal hidden behind a bookshelf in the library. The pages had yellowed with time and the ink had faded, but Amelia could still decipher the name on the cover, “Eleanor Hawthorne” – an ancestor from long ago.

Amelia’s curiosity peaked as she delved into the contents. In a magazine, she found the story of Eleanor’s life who lived centuries ago in the Hawthorne house. The texts document strange phenomena such as mysterious whispers in the night, lively shadows and strange figures on the walls. Spine’s writings show Eleanor’s descent into madness as she tries to communicate with the spirits trapped in the house.

Ignoring the warning signs, Amelia is determined to discover the truth behind her ancestors’ claims. Elenor used to spend the night exploring random streets, trying to catch the buzz and watching the shadows of owls by candlelight. Amidst her sobs, she heard a low whisper calling her name. Heart pounding, she felt the urge to dive into the winding corridors of Hawthorne House following the mysterious sound.

She was found hidden in a neglected ceiling, patterned in cobwebs. It was an ancient thing he saw in the mirror. . . The mirror’s white screen fades over time, but a sudden flash gives an impressive view. In that fraction of a second, Amelia sees a woman who, looking at her with a confused face, looks completely different from her.

Amelia comes to the mirror nervous and confused. He is also curious. Yes, suddenly everything went dark.

Amelia woke up to find that a storm had broken out—left alone in the attic. Without the mirror, all that remained was a layer of dust and the rustle of a mysterious encounter.

Amelia had an accident trying to understand what had happened. Was it just his imagination, a ghostly form, or something else? The newspaper is silent, the pages are empty, and the letter seems to have disappeared without a trace.

As time passes, the Hawthorne house remains a place of unsolved questions and mysteries. Amelia remains silent about her experiences, but she can’t shake the feeling that invisible eyes watch her every time she walks through the ancient and mysterious Hawthorne homeland…

––Randa Alfayez