One day a boy went into the woods alone. He wanted to prove he was brave. Everyone knew the woods was haunted. Everyone thought the boy was a coward.
They were wrong. Or at least the boy hoped they were.
He was terrified. And he kept hearing weird whispers that he hoped was the wind.
He crunched thorough the leaves, slowly, softly. It sounded very loud.
Once he was deep in the woods he stopped and turned on his phone camera and a flashlight.
Okay all he needed was an hours worth of video then he could go home. If his parents had noticed he was gone they would be worried sick. If not they would be very upset in the morning.
Oh well. He would be very popular then. None of the people who bullied him dared to go in the woods at night. The fact that he had gone in the haunted woods at night for an hour would hopefully make them almost fear him.
He tripped over a tree branch. He looked up to see a pair of shoes an inch away from his face.
Oh no.
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Blame The Clown (Holiday Special Upload)
TerrorSo it's Christmas. Again. And I'm bored at a holiday party, so I scared a drunk British lady into peeing herself with these stories. FYI, they suck, and are not scary. So enjoy this not scary read.
