3 Years Later
2008
I once went to a school that used to be a man-hole sight, there were stories about men that have died from collapsing holes.
There was this one building that used to belong to the owners. There was one particular story about that house. It was about the house being haunted. The school rule was that no one was to enter the house. My friends and I (Claudia and Tristan) planned how we would sneak into the house.
THE PLAN
1.) Wait till after school...
2.) Play hand tennis Behind the school wall...
3.) One keeps lookout until the coast is clear then enters after the 2 entering first...
4.)We would have exactly 10 min to get in and get out
Tristan would keep watch, as Claudia and I go in, Tristan had followed behind.
As we entered the house a cold gust of wind and a whisper bushes against our ears.
We looked at each other and continued to scope the house. In front of us are stairs that split into 2 directions, Right and Left. I go right as Claudia and Tristan go left.
I cross 3 rooms and in the third room, I saw an all-black figure. It looked a lot like a woman in an all-Black lace wedding dress, with a black lace veil over her face. All I could make out was her sown shut mouth and thick black eyeliner running down from her eyes, well, her eye sockets.
I turn around and run screaming to find Claudia and Tristan on the other side, I jump down the stairs and run up the stairs on the left side. I run up on all fours not looking back, as I get up Claudia and Tristan are running towards me telling me to go back. I turn around heading for the door, I get out the house first as Tristan and Claudia follow behind.
3 Hours Later
Our parents pick us up and we promise to never speak about what we saw or happened.
That evening as I lay asleep in bed I have a dream. In my dream, I am at school, I am sitting in my cub and a teacher runs into the class screaming "The shadow of death is coming!" as another teacher screams "its the Devil!" In my dream I am stuck, I can't move. This dark cloud comes towards me and says "You are mine" with a concerned look on my face I scream "What do you mean!".
Ever since I entered that house I have had this dream.
It never changes its always the same thing over and over in some dreams I see the lady in black. She will sometimes whisper "You are mine"...
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Asshole an autobiography
Non-FictionI'm Ricky and this is my autobiography. This story is rated 18+ and contains L&V (Language)(Violence). All events are true. _____________________________________________________________ If you would like to see more of me here are my social media ha...