PART III

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It was holloween night, shawn was
amazed by how much kids where out and about. About two hours later every kid went home.. Shawn stared outside the window. And noticed that a little girl didn't go home. Shawn went outside and called the little girl, when the little girl turned around, Shawn ran back inside with a really pale and blank face. He locked every door, every window, closed all the curtains, and peeked out of the kitchen window. He noticed that the little girl was behind a tree, trying to hide her face from shawn. The little girl had blood on her face, real blood. And not that fake blood that you can buy at Walmart. Shawn was shaking, he grabbed his knife that he always keeps under his bed, calls one of his closest friends who was in town, nash. He was scared out of his mind. Shawn didn't know what to do. Immediately nash went over. Shawn called over nash so that he can see the little girl. Nash didn't see a thing. "Bro I think your going crazy" said nash, Shawn was frustrated at the fact that nash couldn't see the little girl. "SHES RIGHT THERE NASH!! BEHIND THAT TREE!!" Shawn yelled. Nash squinted his eyes, "there's nothing there, Shawn are you trying to trick Me? If so tell me so that I won't have to waste my time here". Shawn replied very fustrated and was about to cry "what ever nash just go home." Shawn started thinking and thinking and thinking, and said to himself "maybe only I can see this little girl.. Maybe only certain people can see her". Shawn tried sleeping it off. But he couldn't. He kept on thinking about the little girl...

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 21, 2014 ⏰

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