my grandma's house

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  I'm unable to turn back. But ask "Who's that? "

   "I'm here " a voice whispers near my ear. "I turn back. It's Brent. I hug him suddenly. It's warm. I mean his body temperature.

   "what are you doing here? "he asked by pulling me away.

  "I'm just curious about that haunted house. So, I came " I look down.

   "it's very cold here .come with me. Let's go home "he turn back .

  "I don't want to. You can go "I step back.

   "it's dangerous here. "his whisper.

  "I need to face it. Please. Take your way. "I walk opposite to him.

  "I'm really going to leave you. "I hear his voice.

   "I'm Okay."I think myself. We move in opposite directions. I can hear his footsteps. It's good I need to find it. It's my chance.

  I walk. Walk. But can't find that place. I look at the time. It's 1am. Midnight. I exhale deeply.

  "I can hear a your steps. " I hear a male voice. That voice is husky.

   "who's that? Tell me "I surprised by that point.

   "I'm here. In front of you. " he sings

  "what!!!! Infront. Please stop this nonsense. "I almost cried.

   "I'm sorry my dear. I make you to walk long "

   " who are you? " I search around me to see if anyone there. But I can't see anyone.

    "I'm waiting for you. For a long time. Finally we met. " 

I feel very hot. I clear my througt and ask "for what ?"

   "To meet you. Close your eyes my dear "he says.

  I keep clam. I stand still clam. Suddenly I feel like something run into the bush besides me. I move towards it. I found a cryptex there.

How it come here .it looks very old. It is used to keep secrets. I see this kind of things in movies and exhibition. This is the first time I touch it. Actually I like it.

When I look up. Oh my god. It's there the haunted house. How it is possible. It's very big. Really big. I stare at the house not a villa. It's amazing at the same time creepy.

   The villa look scarest in the dark. It's feel like in movies.

I hear a sound of door opens. I step towards the villa. It's very silent. I can hear my own footsteps produced by walking in the dry leaves. Something write in the centre of the house. I can't read in the darkness.

  I finally going to step inside that haunted villa.

   "STOP " a crowd scream.

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