The LandLady. Pt 2
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•This story is from when I was in 8th grade. When we read a creepy story called the LandLady and we finished the rest of it in our own way. It starts off with a character named Billy and he's looking for a place to stay since he has a job interview. He finds this old ladies house, he asks if he can stay there and she allows him. But he soon comes to realize this house isn't what he thinks it'd be. Read to find out the rest.
• ⚠️ LOTS OF DETAILED GORE. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
• ⚠️ I ALSO DO NOT CLAIM PART 1. I'M SORRY :,)
• Enjoy.
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