Martha lives in a quiet room, surrounded by fading memories and the muted passage of time. Mirrors have long been removed from her walls—not to conceal her face, but to shield her from the pain of seeing what she no longer recognizes. On the wall hangs a faded photograph of a young girl, smiling in a golden field. When, one evening, the girl blinks and smiles back, Martha is drawn into a journey through the fragile threads of memory.

In a small, eerie town, Sophie Wilson inherits an old house from her great aunt, but her new home quickly turns into a nightmare. One night, a haunting photograph of a girl that resembles her blinks, triggering a series of terrifying events. When a muddy, grotesque figure—bearing a striking resemblance to a man she buried after a violent altercation—comes knocking at her door, Sophie is thrust into a chilling confrontation with her past. Struggling with her sanity and plagued by visions, Sophie finds herself questioning reality as she experiences strange whispers emanating from the photograph. Although she tries to confide in her best friend, Larissa, the dark truth remains hidden—the man she buried was no ordinary victim, and Sophie’s violent actions linger like a shadow over her life. As the boundaries between reality and illusion blur, Sophie must confront her own guilt and the supernatural forces at play in the house. With her mental state deteriorating, and the haunting past refusing to let her go, she grapples with the unsettling question: is she truly alone, or is something sinister still lurking just beneath the surface?

Alice, a university student is struggling to make headway with her studies.

Unexpectedly, she receives a message through her late grandmother in the form of a photo.

Clara is an old woman in her 70s with white hair pulled up in a bun. She always tries to look her best. That day she puts on her yellow dress ,which she calls her sun dress. She reaches for her brown sweater and puts it over her shoulders. As she looks for her brown loafers her cat Milly rubs up against her..Then jumps on her bed along with Willow and Henry all 3 of Clara's fur babies snuggled up together, purring and sleeping the day away. Then she puts her everyday red lipstick on. Her hobbies include knitting scarves, slippers and hats for the homeless shelter. People who know her descibe her as eccentric She is also a very sweet and caring old lady. She lives with her 3 cats Milly, Willow and Henry. Her constant companions. Clara also enjoys making frequent purchases at the local thrift store. She visits the shop every other Friday. She enjoys finding hidden treasures. Before she leaves on her thrift store journey she reaches for her yellow floppy hat her tan purse and sunglasses. Clara is very particular when it comes to matching her wardrobe. One morning she decided to visit the thrift store in town just a mile and a half away from her home. She was filled with curiosity and wonderment about what she might find. Clara begins her task of finding the perfect treasures. She found little trinkets of her favorite collectible items. Clara loved to collect cats. She also indulged in collecting old books. As she walked down the aisles she came upon some paintings. Abstract, still life, Religious, and portrait. There were all different styles of artwork to choose from.

She was searching for the perfect picture to put in her hallway. There was an empty spot that needed to be filled. As she rummaged through all the wonderful paintings that were stacked on the floor of the thrift store, Clara came across a beautiful painting of a child with brown curly hair and flowers flowing downwards towards her back. The child was holding Black eyed susans on her lap.She wore a pearl bracelet on her right wrist This child has wide, brown mesmerizing eyes. As Clara held up the painting towards the sunlight. The child in the painting seemed to glow with life. She immediately picked up the charming painting and put it in her cart as if she was calling to me to take her home. Having acquired her prized possessions, she began her journey home. Clara piled her treasures on her desk in the bedroom. She dusted off the painting, and oiled the fine wood frame. The painting came back to life with Clara's help. She discovered a label on the back. It stated the name of the painting and the date which it was painted. It indicated that the name of the child is Aurelia, dated 1880. There was not a signature of the painter to be found. Clara hung her beautiful painting on the wall, and said , "welcome home" Aurelia. I could have sworn the photo of the girl in the picture just blinked one eye at me, as if she was answering me. Could this just be my imagination running wild? Are my eyes playing tricks on me? Maybe the sunlight hit the painting in such a way that it would look as Aurelia was blinking her eye. There has to be a reliable explanation .Could my painting be possessed by the entity of this lovely child? This is truly out of the ordinary, this is a very old painting. I became curious and googled possessed painting in the 1800's. In the 19th century, it was popular to believe in the supernatural and paintings being haunted or had unsettling effects on the viewers of the paintings. Hmm , I had my doubts. I gazed at the painting and said, "Aurelia can you hear me?" "Aurelia can you see me "? Feeling very silly talking to a painting, to my surprise, she blinked one eye again. This is no coincidence. I jumped back with chills all through my body. Considering my situation, I realized I have a challenging dilemma on my hands. I look at the painting once again, becoming mesmerized by Aurelia's eyes. I could not look away; it was as if I were in a trance. I felt Aurelia's eyes just piercing through my soul. I tried and tried to take my eyes off the painting, no use; the intensity was almost hypnotic. I was fixated on Aurelia. I felt as if my body was suddenly being pulled inward into the painting. I was spellbound. A sense of absorption. I was losing track of my surroundings, diminishing awareness of my environment, not being able to focus. Tunnel vision comes to mind. The painting became my cage, a lost soul within it's frame. Aurelia held me captive. Feelings of immersing myself into another dimension, a window into another world. I was looking within myself. I am now in a timeless realm where time stands still, a placeless existence. A dream-like unreal quality of life. Not knowing or feeling the existence of time. I cannot escape my confinement. This painting is a portal for souls to live out their eternity in a parallel realm. I was now looking through Aurelia's eyes. Clara's cats started acting strangely. They stood guard in front of the painting until their demise. In the real world time passed and Clara's home was sold. The new owners only kept the painting of Aurelia which had an alluring and captivating effect on them. The painting powerfully attracts and fascinates its viewers. As time goes on the painting changes ever so slightly. You can see more flowers on Aurelia's lap, sometimes a tear is visible running down her cheek. It is now Clara's turn to mesmerize her new victims and claim their souls into the painting. Who knows how many souls were held captive in the painting? An untold number of souls found themselves prisoners within this canvas. Making it impossible to count. Their numbers lost to time. The power of the painting prevails. Who will be the next victim? Only time will tell.

The girl in the photo on her wall blinked.

When 21-year-old Zoe notices the photo of her younger self on her bedroom wall suddenly blink, she brushes it off as stress-induced hallucination — until a series of terrifying events unravel. Strange messages, a ghostly child appearing in old photos, and memories she didn’t know she had begin to surface. Haunted by a forgotten promise to a mysterious girl left behind in a cursed playground, Zoe must confront the supernatural consequences of her childhood choices — before she’s pulled into a reality she can’t escape.

A photo that blinks. A voice that echoes. A soul split across centuries. Lucas never expected to find himself in the eyes of a ghost—but when the past refuses to stay silent, he must decide what he's willing to break to move forward.

" The man she buried is back and knocking "

she finds love in the most unimaginable way last whisper she had no way out couldnt find real love until she found him.

Deenie, a young woman overwhelmed by stress and life's challenges, notices something extraordinary—the girl in the old photograph of her great-grandmother on her wall blinks. Initially dismissing it as a trick of her frazzled mind, Deenie soon discovers that the girl, Geraldine, can communicate with her.

As Deenie opens her heart, sharing her fears, sadness, and frustrations, Geraldine listens with empathy and wisdom. Through their conversations, Geraldine becomes a guiding presence, offering Deenie a much-needed pep talk that rekindles her strength and inspires her to embrace a fresh start. This mystical connection helps Deenie find renewed purpose and unlock her true potential, transforming her path forward.