The dare I never wanted to do
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A dare that was it
A dare to go in a haunted house.....
I never wanted to do it but hopefully I can come back out alive
Im (Y/N) (L/N) and i got dared to go in a haunted house with a friend
The friend I picked was...... Scarlet but something happened when I was gone.
(Ok so its near halloween and I was thinking... Hey! I was wanting to writing a paragraph to a story so yeah here is the story)
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