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My heart grew a little braver. I said out loud, 'Sir, or Madam, please forgive me. I was nearly asleep when I heard you knocking, so softly that I wasn't sure I heard it.' I opened the door wipe-- but there was only darkness. -
I remember clearly- it was cold, dark December. The fire was dying, and its light made ghostly shapes on the floor. I wished for morning to come quickly. I was heartbroken, thinking of my lost love, Lenore- the beautiful woman now gone forever. -
One late and gloomy night, I sat in my room, tired and sad. I was reading old books to take my mind off my grief. I was almost asleep when I heard a soft tapping- like someone knocking gently at my door. "it's just a visitor", I whispered to myself 'Only that, and nothing more' -
One late and gloomy night, I sat in my room , tired and sad. I was reading old books to get my mind off of my grief. I was almost asleep when I heard a soft tapping-- like someone knocking gently at my door. 'it's just a visitor', I whispered to myself. 'Only that, and nothing more.'
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The soft, sad sound of my curtains moving in the wind filled me with a strange kind of fear I had never felt before. To calm myself, I kept saying 'its just someone knocking at the door-- a late visitor wanting to come in. That's all it is-- nothing more.' -
I remember clearly-- it was a cold, dark December. The fire was dying, and its light made ghostly shapes on the floor. I wished for morning to come quickly. I was heartbroken, thinking of my lost love, Lenore-- The beautiful woman now gone forever.
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I stood there, staring into darkness. I was nervous and full of wild thoughts. The silence felt endless. Then I whispered, 'Lenore? ' And from the stillness, I heard an echo softly repeat her name-- 'Lenore' Only that, and nothing more.