HETAONI

HETAONI

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"Hey, did you hear? Another group disappeared into that mansion! They didn't come back." "All of them were tourists, weren't they? Ah, they didn't listen to us so it's their fault not ours..." "How can you be so cruel? Oh, I feel so sorry for them. The mansion is up over that hill, isn't it?" "Yea- Hey, is that... Is that boy eavesdropping on us? Everyone, shut up! I don't want to see him messing around that place, he won't know better!!" ... "He's gone. Where do you think he was from? Looks Italian. Haah, I hope he doesn't die." "Yeah, it'll be your fault." "Shut up!" 10 minutes later... "America! America! Wanna visit a haunted mansion? Ve~ It'll be fun!"
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When I was young me and my sister would always play hide and seek. 'Till one day while we were playing this guy came up to us, and asked to play too. At the time we weren't aware of how dangerous this was. I mean I was 4 and she was 7, and the neighborhood we were in rarely had crime at the time. It was my turn to try and find them but I couldn't. I searched everywhere, that's when I ran to tell my mother. She had nearly fainted, then my father came and screamed all around the house. The cops finally came and asked questions about her. We waited for days upon days. Until in this rainy day the cops came back. "We are sorry", was all they said. Her body was found floating in the nearby pond at the park. At the funeral, she didn't look like herself. Her face was pale, her hit which was strawberry blonde, turned to a pale brown. "April, lets play", I shouted at her. But still she didn't move or awake. That's when the people in the room cried even more. It was a family only event but I saw this one guy with a hat, you see gas station attendents with, there. No one bothers to ask who he was, after the funeral he was gone. I'm now 16 and until this day I'm searching for that guy..... My Sister's Keeper.....

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