*From the website scary-story.com*All credit goes to MyChildhoodHorrors on scary-story.com*
When I was three we lived in a huge house, six bedrooms, three bathrooms, two huge living rooms and an attic that was so big it was seperated into two parts. Three of the six bedrooms were locked, I don't know why, but now I am older I think I can guess.
One part of the attic had a huge TV but the other half was (of course) locked, I was watching a movie when I heard a puppy noise from the other side of the attic. I had always wanted a puppy, so I got a chair and some books and stacked them so I could reach the key cupboard. I grabbed a few and tried forcing them in the locks how I had seen my father do when he went in his study. I tried twisting but it didn't work, so I tried a few more and I finally opened it. I was very excited, I couldn't wait for my puppy. I walked in and I heard footsteps on the stairs and my father suddenly yanked me out of the room. He shouted at me "I TOLD YOU NEVER TO GO IN THERE!" I hadn't been shouted at before, so I was scared and I cried, so he gave me a cookie, it was chocolate, my favourite, so I forgot to ask why the boy in the attic was making puppy noises, or why he had no skin on his face.
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