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Paranormal
Joey and his parents are moving into a new home in iowa for a fresh start, in hopes to save their marriage. the house that they are moving into a beautiful vintage 2 story home. with a mysterious history and rumours of its hauntings, it had been empty for years. so when joey starts experiencing things from day one he wonders if moving here was the best desision. it seems as though these strange things are only happening to him, because when he had brought it up to his parents they told him to stop being ridiculous. as the days goes by the things that are happening are becoming more unexplainable. it had started with small thumps or knocks, to his belongings being misplaced, to quiet voices, too seeing things in the coner of his eye. what happens when joey comes face to face with whats been causing these events? this story is inspired by something i had read a while ago on ao3, unfortuantly i cannot remember the persons user. i also do not own slipknot. this story is fiction and i mean no harm in what i write :)
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My escape from Springfield, Massachusetts, came in the form of an exchange program to New Delhi, India, one plane ticket for 11:00 am on the thirteenth of July. I left, taking a big suitcase and my camera. I told myself I left for the experience I'd have there, but maybe I left because of the experience I'd had here. I don't know. All I know is that I left, and then I met Maya Sumedh. Luke Waters came into my life at 12:00 pm on the fourteenth of July, a Saturday. Probably the weirdest Saturday of my life - I picked up a cute guy from the airport, was in a car crash and stayed up the whole night talking to said cute guy. Maybe I even fell in love but I didn't know it until much later. All we had was four months and camera. A camera which proved more important than we ever imagined.

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