There was five of us left, there was a total of 7 when I moved here. then they all went in 1 after the other, until there were 3, me, jaleila ,and keila. We walked the same way everyday and waited outside that house for 5-10 minutes for our friends. they ne'er came out. A dew years had passed and there were inly the 3 of us. I was then 9.On the night of April 23rd, I got the courage to pack supplies, and get my friends, and then go into the house. the supplies I had packed were as followed.
1. Knife
2. Food
3. Water
4. Flashlight
5. Extra batteries
6. Extra clothing
7. More food
8. Even more food
9. Fish bait
10. BlanketLittle did I know that my Winnie the Pooh blanket would save my life. Anyway, back to the story. we all met outside the house at 10:30. Of coarse we were tired. our bedtime was 8:00. so we all splashed so cold water I out faces and we were ready. "Damaris, are u sure we should do this, it was exactly three years ago that they both went missing. I'm scared," said jaleila. "yes, I sure. this house has been in every single nightmare I have had since I was little. now I'm getting revenge on this house for taking my childhood and my friends away from me!" I shouted. we then all ran in. the first thing we saw when we walked in was a little kid drawing on the wall. "kid, kid are u o-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHGA!" shouted keila. the kid was possessed. its face was demonic, half of its face was chewed up. we tried to run out if the house, but it was too late. The door shut with a loud thud. the is locked by itself. We all ran in different directions . Jaleila ran upstairs, Keila ran to the left, and I ran downstairs. The first thing I saw scared me for life. It is still in my nightmares. the first thing I saw were my friend's dead eaton bodies on the floor with their screaming faces frozen on their face.
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THE HAUNTED HOUSE
HororThis story is about a 6 year old named Damaris. Damaris was walking home with her friends when they saw a house. The house looked like a candy factory. The children went inside not knowing what the house really was