Haha i felt guilty writing the end of this... But there will be another few (few? Come on we all know there's gonna be like 8) parts. The scary story Levi tells is not mine! NOT MINE! DONT SUE ME! Anyway here it is! I apologize for spelling and grammar errors
~The Rivetra Writer
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"You can't burn it! You have to give it a nice golden color!" Petra scolded Levi.
"Tch. What if I like it this way?" Levi asked.
"You don't." Petra said.
"How do you know?" Levi turned to face her.
"Because, you don't like the burnt taste, I've made you toast before. You like it perfectly golden and nothing burnt." Petra recalled.
"Fine. Then you make it." He handed Petra the roaster stick.
"You think I'm gonna make it for you?!" Petra yelled.
"Yes." Levi answered simply.
Petra said nothing, she just roasted his marshmallows, an irritated look on her face.
The others watched this whole scene play out.
"Wow! You guys are like a married couple." Hanji laughed at the two.
"SHUT UP!" Levi and Petra both yelled at Hanji.
"Oi! Be quiet. There are other people on the campground." Erwin pointed out.
"Yeah yeah..." Levi layed back on his chair. Petra finished Levi's s'mores and gave it to him.
"Wanna tell scary stories?" Hanji suggested, an evil look in her eyes.
"NO!!" Armin and Petra cried. Eren was trying to act tough but everyone could see the scared look in his eyes.
"Let's do it." Erwin said. Levi and Mikasa nodded.
"I'll start." Levi said.
"P-Petra-san..." Armin was now right next to Petra on the bench she was sitting on, hiding his head behind her. She was hugging him as well, in fear of what crazy story was about to come out of Levi's mouth.
"I lived in a house from hell for four years, from age eleven to almost sixteen. There was constantly something happening. Doors flying open and shut, voices, footsteps. Nothing ever stayed where you put it. I was alone there a lot because both my parents worked and I was constantly terrified." By this Armin and Petra were huddled together.
"One of the most gut-level disturbing things though was the little girl in my bathroom. Every time I walked past my bathroom door (which was constantly since it was right outside my bedroom) I saw a little girl with blond curled hair and a rose-colored dress. She just stood there, staring, looking like a photograph from 1905. I started keeping the door closed so I could walk by without seeing her, but she was always there when I opened it. Once I stepped in past her, I couldn't see her anymore but I could feel her there. She scared me, but I felt really sorry for her because she was trapped there, just like me, but probably forever."
"Levi stop it!" Petra was almost to tears.
"As the years went by and things in the house continued to get worse, she started seeming... darker. I started feeling like she wasn't really a little girl. I knew there was something ugly in the house and I felt like it was presenting this sympathetic image to me. Then I started thinking I was completely losing my mind."
Mikasa had fallen asleep out of boredom. Eren had walked over and hugged Petra. Armin was crying.
One day, when I was 14, I had a friend from out of town come stay with me for a week. I hadn't told her anything whatsoever about the house because I didn't think she would come if I did. Right after she got there we were sitting in my room and she left to go to the bathroom. About a minute later she walked back in with a puzzled look on her face and said "So, there's a little girl in your bathroom". "Um, I, yeah she hangs out in there. Blond hair?" "Curls? Pink dress? Yeah. You know that's not really a little girl, don't you?" I almost threw up. I was so relieved and terrified and excited and ready to run out of the house screaming. She wouldn't use my bathroom the rest of the week and I started using it as little as possible without pissing off my parents (who did not want to believe)."
