Spirits

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 We arrived to the house. Ugh . This is the house . We got out of the car and began to walk towards the house. What the fuck is that loud sound.

   I turned around and saw my brother playing his stupid music. 

I can tell his music is on like 30% up but I could still here it. Mmmhmm.
I should mess with him. I blew a magic spell at my brother and his music went to 30 to 100%.

    He began to scream in pain and then threw his head sets on the ground. I began to laugh as I walked towards the front door. My parents opened the door to the house.

    It felt empty like noone lived there for a while.  I walked upstairs and looked around. My parents said for me to pick a room.
  
      Obviously My brother ,Zack , Picked a room. Ugh him and his stupid music " Zack !! Turn that shit down . You gonna get us introuble " I yelled across the hall.
  
    He didn't reply and the music turned off. Huh.  He would usually call me a stupid bitch . Oh well.
 
       I chose the room across from him cause i wanted to bother him. I opened the door and the room was huge yet very dark.
 
     I went to the window. Pull the black curtains  and opened the window. It was still fucken dark cause it was night time great. " Fuck "  I took my phone out and turned the light on.

    I then found the switch to the room. Huh . Usual.  The room was warm. I went downstairs and grabbed my box downstairs. Great it's went. I wonder who wet the box .
  
   I went upstairs with the fucken wet box and layed the wet box on my counter.

  Fuck I have school tomorrow.  I don't want to go yet I have to because my stupid ass parents said so. Why couldn't I go with my cousin April  to Collide Falls for witchery.

    Great it's 10:00. Time to sleep and go to the hell whole  called school.

   : The lights turned off after 12 every light was off. The house was quite . Around 3 at night . A loud voice came from my bathroom.

"Huh." What is that? Ugh Zack if it's you knock it off. It's not funny.

The vioce grown deeper and deeper. I soon realize that it wasn't my brother. I approached the bathroom in fear. I was right at the door and then the vioces stopped. I opened the door alittle bit and saw a figure. It was staring right at me.

" Um who are You? What are you doing in my bathroom. " my stupid self asked.

  The figure didn't answer me . Just looked at me weirdly.  I went closer to the figure and then it attacked me. I screamed for help as the figure putted me down.

   I thought I was going to die. The figure grabed my hand tightly until I started bleeding. I was still screaming  . The figure began to pull my pants down . I screamed for help.

   Then my brother walked in to my room and saw me bleeding in my arm and pants down. My brother called for help.

   I was crying in pain. I didn't go to school the next day. My mom asked me questions about what happened lasted night.

   

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