Part 1

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I was walking down the ally to my friends grandma's house. We walked past a pole with a jacket on it. A group of our friends walked by so we invited them to get the jacket off of the pole. They all said noooooo. So, like me, I took the jacket off of the pole and got scared. I said what if someone committed suicide or something? Everyone got scared. Everyone was screaming at me to take it with me. Except for my friend Julie. I turned back and I saw a tall, black, skinny-shaped body without a face. I screamed "Lexi!" and hugged Lexi. I hung the jacket back up and ran. 4 months later we went to check if the jacket was still there... It was... 2 ore months went by, so we decided to take it. We took it to Lexi's grandma's house and she washed it. My friend Joseph put it on and realized his shoulder was wet. He took off the jacket and saw he had red, gooey, watery stuff on his shoulder... BLOOD... We all screamed and ran. Except for me. I looked back at Joseph and the blood was gone. What happened?

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