Marco and a friend

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When Marco and his friend accepted the dare from his older brother to stay overnight in the abandoned house on the outskirts of town, he knew it would be a terrifying adventure. He just didn't know how much it was going to change his life.

Marco and Max made it to the house around 10:00 p.m. and laid out their sleeping bags in what used to the be living room. After telling ghost stories, eating crazy amounts of junk food, and exploring the house, the boys fell asleep.

A high pitch scream jolted Marco from his sleep.
"HEEEEEELLLLLLLP!" Screamed his best friend.

"Max? Max!"" Marco yelled as he saw his best friend being dragged out of the house by his ankles. He scrambled out of his sleeping bag and tried to grab for his friend's hands. He watch in horror as an enormous dark figure marched methodically ahead with max firmly in his grasp.

Marco knew he needed help. He went back to his sleeping bag to grab his cell phone. Just as he unlocked his phone he heard the back door bust open. Marco spun around and screamed when he saw another imposing figure making his way inside. He looked around searching for an escape route, and through the front window he saw headlights bouncing along the dirt road leading up to the house.

Marco raced through the house, jumped over the rotten front porch, and took off towards the lights. He could hear the figure chasing him. The noises it made sent a cold chill down his spine. When Marco got closer to the headlights, he noticed it was his older brother's car.

"Get in!" His brother yelled above the squealing brakes.

Marco yanked open the door and threw himself into the car. His brother made a U-turn that would make a stunt driver proud and tore off down the path.

"You might need this if they catch us," his brother said as he tossed him a black backpack as he kept his eyes focused on the road in front of him. "I had a camera set up so I could record you and Max scared and unable to sleep. I was checking the live stream when I saw the figure come in. I thought the zombie stories were just tales people made up to scare each other. I had no idea they were real. I swear," his brother pleaded.

A figure stepped into the road right in front of their car. Both boys screamed and braced for impact.

so sorry this is so short but i just got an idea so there might be more but probly not hope you guys have a good day and remember you are special to me and i care about you even if your parents don't <3

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