Deborah And Her Amazing Red-Colored Lipstick
For a moment, Deborah thought that she was finally going to resist the overwhelming urge of applying one more time that damn, red-colored lipstick she always kept on her purse, but just as fast as she had assured herself that she wasn’t going to do it, her mind betrayed her, compelling her to direct her hand right towards her face in order to put more of that wonderful red-colored lipstick on her lips. There was simply no other way around. She wanted the red lipstick. She needed the red lipstick. She desired the red lipstick. And it was all thanks to that damn curse she had gotten upon her self. Just a month ago, Deborah had actually been a young man called Liam who had just moved to an old house in the outskirts of his city. He didn't know that while searching in the attic of his new place, he would find an unassuming stick of red lipstick that was actually infused with the soul of a woman called Deborah who mysteriously disappeared in that same house more than half a century ...