The Haunted Fridge

The Haunted Fridge

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It started with a weird sound: clunk clunk clunk. I thought it was the cat. But we don’t have a cat.

Then things started disappearing — one day the yogurt was gone, then the leftover lasagna. I blamed my roommate until he blamed me back. prediksi sgp hari ini

One night, we heard the fridge whisper. Or maybe it was the cheese.

Turns out, the fridge fan was broken and creating random sounds. But we still think the fridge is judging us. Especially when we reach for the third slice of cake.

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