Four Candles in a Room - Story about Hope | The meaning of life

The candles flickered violently as if something invisible had entered the room. “Grandma… what’s happening?” Lily whispered, clutching the old spellbook she wasn’t supposed to touch. Her grandmother’s face drained of color. “Lily… what did you read?” “I—I just said the first line out loud.” A low, guttural growl echoed from the shadows. The walls trembled. The mirror cracked. Grandma shouted, “Don’t move! You just awakened the one spirit our family spent centuries trying to bury!” And Lily felt