My name is Katrina Sohma or Kat for short. I live a few miles away from the scariest mansion in the world that sits atop a hill. It is blocked of with concrete barriers and police tape, but that didn't stop other stupid kids from going in to try and impress their friends. Once they went in, they never came back. Of course, there were rumors as to what was actually in there. Those rumors where generated from the only two survivors, ones lives in town. His name is Peter Akimoto. He keeps saying that it's haunted and that there are mystical items and random doors that lead to magical rooms where unspeakable things happen. He said that there are three floors and tons of different rooms of all different sorts. One time I was listening to another one of his boring stories when he mentioned something about one of his friends betraying them for an insane madman and his zombie family. He continued to tell my friends and I how hard it was to defeat them and how he almost died but somehow managed to escape with his little sister.
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I know it started kinda slow but stories gotta start somewhere, right? Oh well. Keep on the look out for my next update which will probably be tomorrow since I have no school. That'll be all children!
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The Mansion (A creepypasta story)
ParanormalMost of my best friends are killers. I only have one normal friend. I play truth or dare with Jeff, Ben, EJ, Toby, and Gage (one of my only human friends). Gage dares me to go in the haunted mansion on the hill. Will I do it with the help of my kill...
