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The basement

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annika emma kelsey morgan rachel

Hi I'm Emma and I think my house is haunted. You may say I'm crazy but last night I got the feeling someone was watching me and when I woke up no one was there. So after that I heard a faint scream like a toddler and it was coming from the basement so I ran downstairs and got my mom and dad they got  a flashlight and went down to the basement nothing was there accept for a little China doll missing one eye and it was sitting in a rocking chair. Nothing was pushing it but somehow it was rocking back and forth. So I was really freaked out then I heard a loud bang coming from my room. There it was again so we ran upstairs and my little brother Toby was missing and my bed was ripped to shreds along with all of my clothes then we turn around and my grandmother was holding Toby and I thought it was mary my alive grandmother but it was carol the one that past away yesterday!!Todos los derechos reservados

annika emma kelsey morgan rachel

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