Mommy told me not to ever go into the basement. But I wanted to see what making those sounds, it kinda sounds like a puppy. "I wanna see the puppy" I whispered, while pouting. I sunk down the stairs, and towards the basement door... I grabbed the cold handle, and turned the nob, I walk Dow a few stairs and bent down. There was no puppy. A hand reached up into the light, Mommy grabbed me from behind and slammed the door shut! "I TOLD YOU TO NEAVER GO INTO THE BASEMENT ROSE! WHY DID YOU!" Mommy never yelled at me. I started to cry. She said sorry for yelling and to never open the door again, she gave me a cookie, I was happy now, I decided not to ask her about the little boy in basement with no feet and is missing his right hand.
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This one creeped me out soooo bad!
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