Daniel started running toward his brother when he suddenly froze in his place right next to the card house. They all stood in their places not moving at all.
Suddenly, the glued-card house collapsed. It all collapsed as if it wasn't glued at all. "Huh? It was glued, how did it collapse?", Timmy asked.
"Timmy", Daniel said. Timmy looked at Daniel. "I can't move".
Daniel was stuck in his place, something holding him, not letting him move. Daniel started struggling to move but he just couldn't, he couldn't move his legs, or his hands, all he could ever do was talk.
Everything seemed to be quite now. Daniel, Timmy, and Smith were too terrified to do anything; they didn't know what to do.
A few seconds later, the closet door opened again, making the *skreeeeeek* sound. It opened wide open, but it was too dark in there.
The kids all turned their heads toward the closet to see what's going on, to see who opened it, but they couldn't see a thing. Suddenly, Daniel fell on the ground and he was grabbed from his legs and dragged toward the closet.
"TIMMYYYYYY!!", Daniel screamed as he was being dragged into the closet. As soon as he entered the closet, the door closed hard. "DANIEL", Timmy and Smith screamed. They started running toward the closet, but they fell since the room seemed to shake.
They couldn't keep their balance everytime they try to get up. They knew that they couldn't run so they started crawling toward Daniel.
The slams on the door from inside the closet could be heard since they were too loud. Daniel was screaming "HELP ME!!!", and slamming the door. He didn't care if he broke it, he just wanted to get out.
As Timmy and Smith continued their crawling, Daniel continued slamming, and the room continued shaking. Glass stuff that Smith kept on shelves started falling and breaking.
Timmy reached the door but he couldn't open it. He couldn't even touch the doorknob, something was blocking it. Somethingstrong.
Suddenly, Smith's room door opened and his mother came in. As soon as she came in, the room started shaking, and the closet door opened.
Daniel came out running, he trembled by his brother on the ground and fell, but he crawled away and sat in the very far corner. He grabbed his legs and started swinging back and forth.
"What's going on here?", Aunt Amanda said in anger. She was anxious and about to explode for what was going on in Smith's room. It was a total wreck.
"We were just playing", Smith said to his mother, trying not to fall in trouble. "We're sorry, we'll clean it up".
"You bet you will", Aunt Amanda said and went away. She slammed the door behind her and went away in anger.
"What the hell just happened?", Smith asked, looking at Timmy. He wasn't focusing well. What happened was just too weird to believe. This never happened to them before.
"I told you not to read that paper", Daniel cried. "But you were like: Noooo what's the worst thing that could happen", he mocked his brother. "Well guess what? THAT HAPPENED".
"Hey, chillax", Timmy replied. He didn't take it seriously like his brother did. He didn't even care about what happened.
"Chillax? We could've died right now and all you can say is chillax?", Daniel kept screaming, he was going to lose his mind. "I can't believe you Timmy".
"Hey, who's shouting?", Aunt Amanda said from the living room. She could hear Daniel's voice all over there.
"No one", Smith replied. "Hey lower down the volume, do you want us to get in trouble?"
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Malevolent
HorrorBefore settling in a new house, Liam Anderson - an eighteen year old teenager - was just starting to enjoy his life. A breathtaking girlfriend. An independence. And a vigorous bond with his sisters. What could possibly be better? In fact, what could...