I was a young child, I was playing in my bedroom. My mother called me from the kitchen. So I go downstairs to go see my mother.
As I am running. The cupboard under the stairs opened. A hand pulled me down into the cupboard. It was my mother, she whispered don't go in the kitchen I heard it too.
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HorrorHere are some creepypasta stories None of these are mine maybe a couple are.
