After the incident we went back to my grandad and the story continues, the man who was trying to make him chose but he did eventually chose and that's when he wasn't seen again...
His name was Kevin and the details I have told about him seemed to match his ubiquity. But when I got to my grandad he played basketball with me until I had to go home he couldn't finish the story but I understand part of the story. I was told the same story by my dad when he was younger it all happened to him but nothing happened to him which I'm grateful for my dad is my world just like me mum and rest of me family. It was heart breaking how Kevin had to leave this world in a brutal way.
I hope one day I will meet him in heaven, I hope he went to heaven. As I was talking about the story upstairs in my room and my room is pretty big and amazing I was continuing this story until o heard screaming and shouting downstairs I wanted to see what was up but I was scared it was something horrible, they was arguing again they have non stopped arguing this week and I don't know how to help out I get told to leave them to it and they will make it back to each other but what if they end up arguing all night.
I got sent to my grandad for a few days as they was arguing and didn't want me around it all I guess, my grandad always played with me and was happy to play and laugh with me.
Me and my grandad was having a laugh until it was my bedtime I asked my grandad to tell me more about the story but he said no as it was bedtime and it may scare me and so I agreed that night I fell asleep dreaming of the takes he has told me about what happened to his brother I do wish I could meet him but he didn't make it he died trying to get rid of whatever was following him and making him go a bit crazy.
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The death on hollow street.
TerrorA story told by a 7 year old, about tales his grandad has told him about that turn into reality.
