My haunted house

My haunted house

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This story is in the perspective of a teenage girl named Lacy she is thirteen and has just moved to a new house. Later in the story she finds a trapdoor in her closet. We're does the door lead do? What is behind the door?Read to find out.
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"Derek..." I laughed not hesitating to run up to him, I launched myself into his arms, and we stood there holding each other, my feet barely touching the ground. His face nuzzled into my neck taking in my scent and I was pressed into his shoulder so tight I couldn't smell anything but him, we were so focused on one another that we didn't care what was happening around us and when we did pull back, I grabbed his face looking at the new parts I didn't recognize and the old ones that always stayed the same. {WARNING THIS STORY MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC/MATURE CONTENT, IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO ANYTHING SKIP THE CHAPTERS WITH WARNINGS, MAY CONTAIN - SEX - ABUSE - ASSASSINATION - TORTURE - TRAUMA - MURDER - SEXUAL CONTENT - AND OTHER MATURE CONTENT OF SORTS.} Created: June 2018 Edited: January 2024

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