Friday the 13th

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I was walking down the street going home from a party from 7 to12 o'clock at night, I was going on the street when I just randomly walked down into a woods that EVERY body thought was haunted. Then I saw the neighbourhood boys playing with there be be guns they got last month. They were really noise I new most of the trail until I just walked into the woods! I was walking along for about an hour trying to find my way home when I saw an old little hut with a fire, and since I had a lot of scratches on my legs and I was really cold, so I went inside and I saw a man about twenty three years old sitting in a chair,then he told me something crazy," I was waiting for you, I need your help doing something, but first I have to tell you something, I am a werewolf " then I realised something, today was Friday the thirteenth, and that's bad luck.to be continued...

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