In an old Melbourne inner city street with cobblestoned laneways in the eclectic suburb of Brunswick, stood an old bluestone house. It had stood neglected and solitary until it had been bought and transformed into a unique art gallery. Many thought it was possibly haunted, but it was just a home that had been filled with many emotions.
A woman named Bonnie had felt those emotions in that home and bought it for its transformation to an art gallery, so that she could welcome people to display their pieces, pieces that had been created to help people close grief, find answers, or finally let go of their pain.
Late each evening, when all was still, the pieces in each room came to life, sending out their calls and attempting resolution.
Neighbours thought that more than just that one woman was living there when they could hear faint calls, calming ballads or a gentle musical humming. The shadows the home cast made some feel uneasy
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