Peace Is Short (2)

It was the first time in the three weeks I'd lived in this house that I couldn't sleep. It was midnight, but my eyes are still awake. And during that time, I just used to stare at my baby's adorable sleeping face.

“Why is your mama suddenly can't sleep, Pasha? Do you know anything, hmm?” I gave Pasha a small kiss on the chubby cheek before stepping out of the room.

The corridor of the house feels longer at night than during the day. With dim lighting thanks to the small mounted Merri fireball. It seems that this is also my first time walking at night into the corridor of a lonely house like this alone. And because our house is close to the forest, I can hear the cries of insects.

“Woah, this is the perfect place to run a haunted house business. By the way, is there such an attraction here? Haha."

My footsteps arrived at the center of the lobby of the house. More precisely, in front of the stairs leading to the second floor, which was com