"LEASE YOUR SOUL TO ME" From a thin light of spark she formed herself, out of mist was that or fog? Like from bedtime story books she came alive, in a gown, longer than her single floating leg. Holding a long wand, half scull on the top, broken pearl's locket hanging around her neck, curly hair was home of dusts and husks, like my reality spell bounded by fake. Her hut was the shelter of insects, her wrinkled body was a vessal of stink, fluttering from place to place, she was freaking me out in between those eye blinks. Her foot traces, raced my heartbeats, death eaters were her decayed teeth. Her scary smirk was chocking my shout, creepers and roots listening to her hand spouted out of the ground. Tieing me to that uncanny tallest tree, placing a deal she approached me, "LEASE YOU SOUL TO ME AND LET'S MAKE YOUR BODY FREE." "LEASE YOUR SOUL TO LET YOUR BODY FREE" when witch places the kind of deal where you can't let her kill you but you can't let your body leave your soul putting it on lease. âšī¸đģđ Reposting some old childhood horrors. For more in this lane #KHchildhoodhorrorss #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqsc #horrortales #microtale #horror #spookiansclub