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The Room

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horror orphan paranormal scary thriller

Hello. My name is Selena. I'm 16 years old, and this is the story of my creepy, paranormal life.

~~Section from Chapter 2~~

I fell asleep at the same time as usual, but this time, it was a little different somehow. I spawned in a room, facing a rocking horse. No one was on it, but it rocked eerily back and forth, the soft creek interrupting the unsettling silence of the room. Weird moaning noises came from under my bed, and a hand, dark as the night, peeked out from under my bed frame. Suddenly, whispers started slithering through my mind. A huge opening appeared in front of me, and again, that child... that little child with the mask.
"Follow me..." he whispered, extending a bloody, bony hand, distorted in shape and small in size. "Follow me...to the room."All Rights Reserved

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Chapter One: Pathetic
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