phasmophobia

phasmophobia

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- I laid my palm against the firm, rough, brick wall, slowly sliding it to guide my way through the dark. My body trembled. It's going to be ok. I thought to myself. My heart continued to beat faster as I kept going down the wall. I kept my hand on the wall, and used the other one to hold my head up and think. I need to find a way. I reached the corner of the wall, only to find a bony, bloody hand lay it's on top of mine. - HEY GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST STORY THATs Scary ENJOY
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"Alright, it's 12 noon. Deal or not?" I couldn't look at him, so I stared at the beauty in front of me. Somehow I knew he was watching it too. I felt like we were characters of a famous story, standing side by side, gazing ahead. I hesitated, my heart was beating fast, I was almost afraid that he's going to hear it too. But for the first time in my life, I trusted my heart and told my brain to go to hell. The girl lead in this story was going to do what she wanted, and won't fear the consequences. "Let's do this." I said and turned towards him. We remained silent for a couple of moments, absorbing the meaning of the deal we just agreed to. And then I saw his lips turned upwards just enough for me to notice. He turned to me and held my hand. I felt several emotions just by touching him. Nervousness, excitement, fear, happiness all at once. I pushed them all aside, and smiled ear to ear. He held his hand up, counting down to three, my heart racing with every finger he raised. And just as he finished, we jumped off the cliff.

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