Story from:Eliza Dela torres
#horror
It was 3 years ago when I moved through cavite city with my family.
And the time we arrived on our new home I saw this kid in front of my house he,s very creepy and just standing there and smilling.he waved at me and I wave back at himAfter three days I ask my mom I would just take a stroll around
My mom allowed me to take a stroll and she said I've be careful
Then while walking I just notice that I'm the only one outside.i look at my watch and it said 5:00 pm and Im thinking of heading home
Then suddently the boy just came out of nowhere.i was creeped out that time I talk to him and ask him
Eliza:hello how are you
The boy is just standing there and smilling and after 3 seconds he said wanna play hide and seek
I refused his request then after that he just screamed for no reason and he said bad friend and he chased me
And Im looking for a place to hide.so I have no choice but to go to the forest I hide in the bushes and while hiding I can see him and he,s holding a tiny blade.
I was crying that time then I heard a car heading straight in the forest then I notice that it was my dad's car
Then I look for one last time the boy vanished then I was so happy to see that and I ran fast as I can to my father
And he said Eliza what are you doing here.i said dad someone is chasing me
.then after I explain he said that there,s a rumor that a kid dies in that street while playing hide and seek.we died while hiding.Well after that I don't ever wanna go outside and everynight I kinda notice that I'm being watched then suddently I slept.and I just saw the boy came out of my closet and he stab me but I was glad that it was just a dream I screamed and my mother rush in to my room to check if I'm ok
Well then that's all I know who knows maybe that boy has been watching me from my closet the whole timeThe end
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