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Sorry if the chapters are short, I'm trying my best :)
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I winced as my sore body sat up, daddy's footsteps woke me up once again. The floorboards creaked and made noises as daddy walked on them, mommy always told me the house was old.

I shifted uncomfortably as daddy's footsteps grew quieter until the front door was slammed shut. I sighed, daddy was going to be away for a few days. He always does this...

I stood up and walked over to the basement stairs, I stepped around the body and went up the creaky stairs. I carefully made my way up the stairs until I reached the large door. I placed both of my hands on it's cold surface and pushed as hard as I could.

After awhile of pushing I sighed and looked over the basement, it wasnt very big as it was mostly filled with old furniture and tools. It smelled dusty and nasty when I was first down here but now I'm used to the smell.

It now usually smells of dust and the iron smell of blood, it smells like home.

My spot wasnt the cleanest as there were multiple blood stains here and there. I walked back down the stairs and went back to my spot with a sigh, I will have to wait for daddy to get back.

I looked over to the spot where I had asked daddy to bury mommy, daddy was really nice and buried her for me. I had asked him to bury mommy next to my spot, so that's where mommy is now. I hope shes having fun down there!

I picked at the chiping paint on the wall as hours passed by until it must have been night time.

I was talking by myself and drawing on the floor with the knife daddy left me. I was in the middle of drawing a kitty when I heard a sudden voice behind me. I turned around only to see nothing there, I shrugged my shoulders and went back to drawing my kitty.

A few minutes later the same voice spoke up again, I turned around faster this time only to see nothing again. I could feel my hands start to tremble as I turned back around. Maybe daddy is tricking me!

I calmed down and picked the knife up and went back to drawing, maybe I'll draw a flower!

I think it was an hour until the voice came back but this time it was louder and when I turned around I saw a large figure standing behind me. I screamed as it started talking to me, "set this place on fire izuku...."

Its voice was horrible, gravely and booming. I sobbed as its thin and stick like arms reached out to me, it thin and twisted body crouched down to me as I backed away from the being. As soon as it was there, it disappeared but its voice still rang in my ears.

"Set this place on fire izuku....."

I sobbed as I clutched my knees to my body, more and more voices started talking to me, all saying different things.

                 "ESCAPE"
                        "SET THEM ON FIRE"
      "RUN AWAY, RUN"
"DONT BELIEVE THEM, DONT DO IT"
           "HE KNOWS WHAT IS THE BEST FOR US"

I screamed and cried in pain as all of the voices were to much on my brain and ears, I slammed my fist down onto the floor and screamed at the voices to stop.

I passed out from the pain as the voices grew quieter and quieter.....

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