I was roughly 10 when i lost my parents and became and orphan, its been a hard time. But i finally found a place to call home sweet home. "Ahhhhh! Feels good to finally have food on the table and a roof over our heads. What do you think Mathew?" I said perkier than ever. "I'd prefer a mansion but it will have to do,"
"Ha ha very funny jokester," He seemed happy through all that sarcasm, which made me happy. I kissed his cheek and headed up to our room to put my clothes away. I folded up mine and his clothes, he didn't like folding all that much i've noticed.
It's ok, I like folding. It gives me something new to do, i never had a lot of clothes. I find it amusing. In the middle of the last of the cloths he came up behind me and gave me a hug and told me he loved me, i said it back of course.
Later into the night i started watching T.V with Mathew. All was quite until a loud pop came from what sounded like the dryer. "Ill go get that" I called as I immediately popped up eager for entertainment. There was nothing, the dryer still going the washer too and nothing was there, another POP. I sprinted up the stairs in eager to find out what is was... I didn't want to know after, I screamed at the top of my lungs blood every were, fingers, toes, ears, I couldn't breath. I fell to the floor... "Mathew..." I said weekly at my last breath for that moment. I passed out.
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The Lost Home
HorrorAfter an orphan girl with her boyfriend find a cabin to stay in and live after living in suffering for over 8 years now but theres a catch to the house, its cheap. And after finding mysterious pieces of the house they begin seeing and hearing things...
