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it all began one night when both of my parents are out and my 3 year old bother and I were left home alone. It was a burning hot Friday night, and our air-conditioning was broken. So I opened all of our apartments windows, trying to get some air flow. Around 8pm I put my brother to bed, but, just as I was walking out of the room, to curtains started moving. At the time I thought nothing of it, just thinking that it was just simply the breeze. closing my brother bedroom door, I started down the hall walking towards my room. out of the corner of my eye I saw the curtains move in the kitchen, just like last time, I just figured that it was the breeze. Making it to my room, I change into my nightgown and that's when I heard it. My brother began screaming from the other room. Worried, I ran as fast as I possibly could in my slippers and nightgown to go see what was wrong. Finally when I made it to his room, my brother was gone. the only thing moving in the room was the curtains next to his empty bed.

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It all began when someone left the window open...

It was a summer night and someone has left the window open it was in a tiny little room with a wallpaper of pigeons. It was awfully quiet in there. 10:00, 11:00 11:59. Ding!!! It rang 12 a clock and the and pigeons started to rip of the wall and fly. And one by one they flew away threw the window. The next next day Ms. Andersen came in and she thought something wasent right

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It all began when someone left the window open... It was summer, the sun was bright and the air was hot. Luckily the AC was running but the hot air was coming in. I checked the windows, closed them all and went on with my day.

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Two weeks passed and it happened again... Every evening at 6pm, the doors start opening and the floors start creaking. When I go to check I find nothing but an empty floor. The only person that lives in this house is me. I've tried talking to the old owners but they haven't gotten back to me. I really worried about it. It's weird because every night the same things happen but tonight was different. All the doors started opening, I heard whispering, the footsteps are louder and the air got cooler. I couldn't even go to bed.I decided that I would try and contact the owners once again. This time they answered. I greeted them and asked them if this happened to them when they lived here. They both sighed and asked if they could come over. I agreed wanting the truth about this house. Something didn't seem right when I moved in.

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It all began when someone left the window open... On a nice summer day

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It all began when someone left the window open...

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It all began when someone left the window open...

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Every night it got colder and colder. I look over and the the sheets were swaying in the wind. I thought nothing about it so I closed my eyes and fell asleep. The next morning I could hear sounds from my room.
So I go up to my room to see what it was a bird making its nest in my hat then next few weeks past and I am letting them live in my hat and the mom left the eggs so now I am taking care of them.

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Two weeks passed and it happened again...The Old man saw something move again. He thought that this has already went away, but it seems not.

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it was a perfect lift off. off into space the house went, right on track. they would be there in no time. their destination was the moon, so they needed to go in a very specific pattern or else they would miss it and forever float in space. this family consisted of one girl and a couple dogs who could talk. she had made a collar that translated dog barks into human words. they were going to go live on the moon, but they wanted their house to come with them, so the only option was to make their house a rocket ship.

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Two weeks passed and it happened again. That THING under the house emerged. Crawling up through the small crack in the floor what was it doing here? I had no idea what I was getting myself into but I had to think fast so I picked up a chair and just as I was about to throw the chair at the THING everything went black. There was nothing around me it looked like a black oasis so I started to walk down what I thought was my hallway feeling the walls as I walked down farther and farther I just kept walking every step felt like I was getting closer and closer to the door but I never made it I kept walking on and on but I never felt the door confused and scared I stopped and looked around again squinting trying to see if there was anything but again nothing my heart was starting to pound wondering what the hell was going on then it hit me that THING under the house was no monster it was...

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it all began when someone left the window open...

It was a hot Summer day and when your neighborhood houses don't have air conditioning everyone's windows were left open. Baillie and I were headed to Avery's house,the baby we babysit. His mom , Mrs.McGreen opened the door and greeted us, with the aroma of fresh baked cookies leaking out the opened windows. "Hi Mrs, McGreen!" I waved, grabbing two cookies, one for me and one for Baillie. We walked inside to see avery, swaddled in his Moms old flower blanket, his blue and white striped shirt peeking thorugh. Baillie took off his hat " Mrs. Mcgreen its 98 degrees out!" Baillie Laughed setting the hat on the couch.

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two weeks passed and it happened again...

harry noir, a successful telephone company manager, sat on his bed. waiting, listening. He had heard that the blood-moon made the wolves howl like a ghost moaning in its old house... it was a sound to behold. he realized a pattern in the howling, the highest pitched wolves would howl the same note every beat. the deepest pitched wolves would sound off a loud roar every at every last beat. but the pattern broke... it began to sound like crying! and out of nowhere the ground started, moving, bobbing up and down and up and down! harry had no idea what happened when suddenly he heard his grandchild crying, screaming. a yell of pain... then it stopped. everything, just stopped. the ground, the moon, the howls, even the screaming...

May 8 1940
A year had passed, since the war had ended. Harry was happy to be back home, at a young age of 24, Mr Noir was happy to be home, its too bad she couldn't. the war was harsh, he never wanted to go. he had gone through 4 years of the war, he ended up becoming a kernel, kernel Noir. On the day he was to go home to see his wife. one of the remaining natzi

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Two weeks passed and it happend again... Somebody broke into my house. I hit them with the bat and they passed out. They come back every two weeks for some reason but I don't know why,I looked at his face and then realized, this was my husband who went to work and was going to come home late. Oops🤣

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It all began when someone left the window open, there was a large storm coming closer and closer to our home. There was lightning striking outside and the winds were unbearable and it was raining so much. There were many things just blowing by our house and there were many things from our house blowing away.

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It all began when someone left the window open... something just didn't feel right. I went up to my room to watch a show but I realized my room was offly cold. It was the middle of winter but my room was never this cold but then I realized that my window was left open. I never open it especially in winter so who could have opened it?

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It all began when someone left the window open
Mama and papa always told me that our house was special that a long time ago a wealthy noble had an odd obsession with the house they would say that after he locked himself up in the house he would leave his office in the attic he would make his wife put some food by the door and after she would leave he would get the food his wife and children worried about him greatly. One day he came running out of the room he was pale as lace his wife took him to the hospital were he died of a heart attack at the age of 65. I personally thought it was a load of rubbish but I let them think what they want, who was I tell them to think. I was born and raised in this same house but i was never aloud to go into the attic apparently that was where his office was and mama told me that it would be disrespectful to in because he tried so hard to keep everyone out. I didn't really care because what would I need the attic for. One day after breakfast and the grayish white door that had chipped paint was open i peeked in and saw some stairs. Mama and papa were downstairs cleaning up so I went in the stairs were were squeaky I walked close to the railing so they would hear me when I got into the room there was a bird print on the walls everything was dusty and and there was a window with silk drapes the smell of dust was making me feel sick so i opened the window all there was,was a bread and a desk with scribbled cursive. I was about to read it when i heard a peeling noise it was the wall I walked over and one of the bird's that was on the wall was coming to life!

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2 weeks passed and it happened again, there was something under the carpet and it was bigger then last time. Tom took a chair and went to hit it but it had disappeared. where did it go? he thought. he look and look but could not find it. then he heard a knock on the door so he went to open it and that's when he saw a shadowy figure in the dark behind his bushes. she shut the door and looked it, he ran as fast as he could up stairs and closed his bedroom door. that's when he heard another knock but this time it was from his bedroom door. it wouldn't stop knocking, he was scared. she grabbed the phone and was about to call 911 but the knocking had stopped. "hello" he shouted. he opened the door but nothing was there. he creeped down stairs and saw the shadowy figure again, he screamed and ran back upstairs. he tried calling 911 but the phone wouldn't work, then the lights went out. he stared to back up and he hit something, it was the shadowy figure but he wasn't scared, he went to touch it and his hand went right through him. "its a ghost" he whispered to himself in fear. he was so incredibly shocked he passed out, the next thing he knew he was in the hospital confused and scared. his wife had found him lying on the floor passed out so she took him to the hospital. he keeped telling the doctor what had happened but of course no one believed him.

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It was a perfect lift-off

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Two weeks passed and it happened again, and I was there. My dad was very stressed because of his work. But this time, it's different, because he is acting like a total psycho. He's destroying our bedrooms, our bathrooms, the kitchen, everything! So me and my mom had to call the hospital because he is in need of some therapy. We never saw him for three years, and we really miss him. But one day, we went shopping when I noticed a familiar face. I got closer and closer, and you should've seen the look on my face when I saw it was my dad.😨😶😭😭

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It all began when someone left the window open... It was a hot spring day right before summer vacation. We had moved into the house almost a year ago, and I slept in the room with the white birds on the wall and since it was hot that night my older sister thought it might be a good idea to leave the window open for the night. That night I had a strange dream, it almost felt as if it was real. All of the birds on my wall came to life and escaped out the window. When I woke up I remembered it was all a dream, then looked up to see that one of the birds was gone. I thought nothing of it since we were going to paint over the wall anyways. But after school when I went up to my room to change out of my school uniform another one of the birds was trying to get out of the painting so I got the bucket of red paint and threw it to the wall but the birds stayed white and the one that was trying to get out was on the wall again, and the one that escaped was back. So that night when I went to sleep I remembered the same dream again and when I woke up the same one was gone so I got some paint and painted over the spot. It came back! So from then on I kept painting everyday and it worked but even 15 years later even after I've moved out of the house I still wonder where they go...

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It all began when someone left the window open the cat jumped out the window and ran away we had to then go out and look for It the cat was not a outside cat it was a indoor cat we looked all up and down are road we could not find him then when we returned later we found him sitting on the porch

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Two weeks later it happend again...

This strange presence always fills the hallway of my grandfathers old house thats been pasted down for years. My grand father never seemed to age as he was in his 70s but always looked like he was 46 or somthing. He passed of old age many years later when I was 7. I remember him telling me something about a window before he lasses but i must have forgotten. The night he died a strange window at the end of the hall opened. An never closed. W did everything to close it once our family started to just start dieing. Everyone but me. 98 years later no one came to my house. But the spirit did. And i never aged either. I was as young as can be. I look 14 but I'm really 112 years old. So all thats left is a 14 year old kid stuck alone in this house for the rest of my life. At least that's what I thought...

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It was a perfect lift-off. . . I cant beleive it i'm going to space! Should I be excited? Should I be scared? I don't know. . . I don't know what I feel. I just wanna know, how did this happen?
It was 1/2/3000 we had just gotten out of the pandemic only to find that we now had to worry about something entierly different...
its nothing like COVID was its..its...so much worse.
The air quality has been getting majorly worse they say that its going to get so bad that in a couple years it will be inhabitable. What would we do then? Live above the clouds? Find another planet to destroy?
You know me and my friends at work joked about this about a month ago but now... it doesn't seem much like a funny joke anymore.
I just wonder if we were to live above the clouds, how much better would the air be up there? how would we even get our houses, stores, cars, anything up there?! Like are we just going to attach rockets or something to the bottom of everything?! That probably wouldn't even work! How would we even test if they work just attach it to some random persons house?!
A couple weeks had past and nothing happend there were no anoucements,

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it all began when someone left the window open an let the ghost in. The ghost was of a small dog named sugar. But this dog was evil and out to get her owners who forgot to feed her. She knew they lived in this house, all she was waiting for was for one of them to leave the window open and when they did, she took the opportunity to take her revenge. First she went to the kitchen and stole all the bread, and then she went to the fridge and took all the eggs. She knew how much they loved eggs. Than she finally put her real plan into motion. She took the eggs and smeared them on the wall, the next thing she did war stick the bread on the eggs and made it spell "you're next." And the family was never heard from again. As for sugar, she is still roaming the streets of Maple Valley looking for her next victim. Who knows which house she'll visit next. It could be yours or maybe your friend's. so next time you get a dog, be warned for if you don't feed it than you may be next on her list.

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Two weeks passed and it happened again...
One afternoon a man was resting in his chair reading his book waiting for his wife to come home. He had the table st and was going to surprises her with a nice dinner. He got up and walked around the table accessing the table to make sure every little thing was was proper and perfect. He was sure it was perfect. Just as he was about to sit down again he noticed lump under the carpet on the other side of the dinning room. He got worried his wife would definitely  see this. He lifted up the rug but nothing was there he must have imagined it. At that moment his wife walked in he straitened up and sat down to enjoy the dinner he made for her. After dinner he wondered what that lump was, he walked back over to the rug and lifted it up but nothing. He told him self that he did not see it and went of to be. some time passed when It happened again. The man was sitting in his chair

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It all began when someone left the window open, It was a cold winter night and the sun just went down and everyone in the house was gone, except for one person, Blake was still in the house and he was a real trouble maker, he liked to get into a lot of trouble, he would steal from stores and he also would do pranks on his siblings, and when he had done all of that he had to stay home and not go on the trip with his family to Montana.
he was fine with it, except when it was dark, he was so scared of the dark, he never knew what would come out of the dark.
one day he had just got done eating his dinner and so he went up to his room to get ready for bed, but then he realized something strange, the window was open, so he closed the window, after he had closed the window he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth, while he was brushing his teeth he saw black figure in the corner of his eye, he was telling him self, "don't look, don't look", but then he looked, but there was nothing there, he could've sworn he saw something but he just said he was crazy and just brushed it off.
after that he went into his room and right as he went to step on to the cold wood floor, he saw that the window was open again, and now he new that there was something going on, he checked every where, he checked the closet under his bed, and even back into the bathroom

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It was a perfect lift off, the house creaked and shaked as it slowly sped up. The chairs they had put together were hard as rock and uncomfortable to be strapped into. All they could do is stare at each other, all the windows were boarded. It was going to be a while till they reached the moon. All they could do is wait. Wait and hope they made it.

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It all began when someone left the window open...

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Two weeks passed and it happened again...

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It was a perfect lift-off...