The sound of the alarm next to me wakes me up at exact 6:00am. Today was Michaels birthday, and I had to make it his best.I was planning on taking him out to a nice restaurant with his friends and I. But I've been questioning maybe just the 5 of us doing random teenager stuff, go to McDonald's, bully kids, walk around, go to the haunted house near the graveyard that nobody dared to go in.
It wasn't your ordinary haunted house, people dressed up as wolves, and vampires. And putting fake cobwebs and spiders. No. I was talking real. Or maybe all fake but people say it's haunted.
There was an old man who used to live in that house with his 14 year old granddaughter, people say her name was Jesse. Her grandfather died of cancer on June 26, 1978 and Jesse was really sad. Like anyone else would be. But she was to sad, she made a room with weird summon ghost stuff, and would go there every night from 12-3am. She said to her friends in school that she talks to her grandfather every night, she said he would say stuff like, 'Your next' or 'it's coming' and 'basement'
She said she'd never go in the basement because she watched those horror movies. She also said that she heard noises that wasn't her grandfather. She also started seeing things. Dead bodies, random little kids swinging in the swing that was hanging in the tree in the backyard. And peo0le saying, 'go to the basement. Now' she still didn't go.
Pretty soon she lost all her friends and everyone in school thought she was crazy, along with her other family members, her dad, her mom, her grandmother, etc. Pretty soon, a year had passed, it was now June 26, 1979, She got the sudden urge to go to the basement.
She went down in the basement, as soon as she stepped in there the smell of blood and mold filled her nose. The sound of flies buzzing everywhere, and the sight of a small doll, staring right at her with black eyes and brown hair, in a white dress, covered in blood. In front of the doll laid the bodies of all her family members, along with her grandfather.
Everyday after that she would have horrible nightmares and visions. A year after on May 16, 1980 she went back to the basement, feeling like her body was being pulled. She would never go there by choice. Not anymore. The doll wasn't in its normal spot. It was sitting in front of a bed, next to her grandfather's bed. The label of the bed named, Jesse. There was also a death date, May 16, 1980
Jesse looked at the doll again, on,y she wasn't there, the doll was in front of her. People say the doll said this "Your next"Just like what her grandfather said. The doll stuck a key in her eye and said "Thank you. You free'd me"
Legend has it, the doll turned Jesse into a doll, now Jesse has to find someone, and turn them into a doll in order to be free.
Yes. I'm going to do that. Since apparently June in the most haunted month in that house.
I got out of bed and gave Michael a kiss on his cheek. I grabbed my phone.
Imagine Y/N replaced Michael 😝🤓
Y/N: Guys I know what to do for Mikes birthday
Simon: what?
Fredrick: It needs to be fun or else I'm not going
Y/N: Nah I think you guys will like it
Mark: Is it a concert to his favorite band?
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FanfictionYou are a 15 year old girl who's dad died when you were 7. Your mom became crazy because of that and had to get taken away. She then moved in with her aunt for some time. Then her aunt got old and went to a shelter. You had to live on your own so yo...