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It was nighttime and  a twelve-year-old girl named, Ling Ling, just came home from a late school activity. She lives with her mother and her father is deceased. She takes off her jacket and shoes and slumps on the couch. “Mom, I’m home. Ugh what a day,” she says, exhausted. She turns on her favorite show and grabs a drink of water after. Unusually, she hears a loud thumping noise being made from the upstairs, as if somebody was walking while stomping simultaneously. “Mom, whatever you’re doing up there, can you please keep it down,” she shouts to the ceiling. No response. Ling ignores it and continues her TV watching and the noise from upstairs is getting louder. Ling shouts again, “Mom, stop doing that!” She gets up and heads to the stairs, but is interrupted by the ringing of the home phone. She picks it up greeting with, “Hello?” Her mother replies, “Ling, dear. I have to work overtime tonight, so I’m going to be home late. Make yourself dinner and remember to do your homework.” “Wait, but I thought you were upstairs," Ling says, confused. Her mother asks, equally confused, “What? What are you talking about?” Ling drops the phone, her body frozen,  mouth agape, eyes filled with fear. “Ling? What’s wrong? Are you okay,” her mother asks, worriedly. Ling takes her last breath and screams.

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Last night, as I was sitting in my living room and watching TV before bed, I heard a strange noise. It was a slow, drawn out scraping across the wood floor. Confused, I searched for the sound; And I found it instantly. Someone had slipped a small, folded note under the door. ¨What the world...?¨ More curios than anything, I opened the note slowly. On it were only five words, scrawled on in a crude, messy fashion: ¨Get out, he is coming!¨ I didn´t pause to realize what the note mean, I immediately ran out the house, quick as possible, and never stepped foot into it again....

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I was almost finished welding the final piece to the ISS. It was a piece of art and the amount of money is enough to tell you that. But finishing it in space was the amazing part. Imagine going out in a space suit and just hanging around with your tools. You are alone in a vast open and really dark place with the Earth right beneath you as it work, it’s really beautiful. As I entered the pod, I noticed Leon was up to his antics, Stilson working on his computer, and Stella organizing her pack for the journey home. As I started to approach Leon to stop him from annoying everyone, I heard a knock. I turned and I saw something really creepy. Leon was standing outside asking to be let in. I was confused, really confused. The Leon behind me begged me not to open it, while the other leon begged me to let him in as he was running out of Oxygen. Being the commander I needed to make a decision. This will not end right. Still deciding a message on the computer started up. The message read: Hello crew of the ISS, We have a message for you. You have exactly 5 minutes to make a decision whether or not which leon gets to enter.

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October 31, 2016

I was in the cafeteria, you know, eating some lunch, talking to friends, the usual stuff. I was talking to some friends until we heard 5 gunshots. I thought a glass broke but apparently, Everyone ran to the nearest classroom. Some kids in the lunch line has to drop their lunch and scram to the nearest classroom. As we were in lockdown, I was discussing with friends about what happened. An hour later, the principal announced that there was an old man with a gun in the school. We were also told that the guy was an alleged sex offender. This is scary because the guy lived near in my neighborhood and I saw him cutting himself and writing a message on his house. I thought it was to get into the halloween spirit but now, I know this guy was crazy.

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The wind blew wild around the dark town. No one was outside the stone road was crowded with leaves. I stared at the tree across the street , for it seemed to sway and spin on its own. The more i stared the more it seemed to be a face appearing. No one had lived in the house for a decade, the last owners corpse still rots in that house.Everyone knows what happened but won't speak about it. I wonder why…

Legend says Mr.Mcollin was 83 when he passed but had died on a large star drawn on his living room floor. The man thought he was a devil every day he would come outside and shout out to the sky. Mother said once he said some very demonic and devilish things.However i haven't seen my parents in a very long time. The last thing i remember was everyone running from me screaming. Anyway, the Mr.mcollin abducted 5 children beforethey were all killed by a mysterious figure. The day they all died on that star was the last day the sun shined. Now the sky is always grey and no one ever comes outside. Today I decided to change that. Coming outside changed everything however the adrenaline made me feel free, too free. Something lured me into the house across the street but the things I saw were horrid. Mr.mcollin looked exactly like my grandfather.In fact he was my grandfather, and he lied there dead along with everyone else in town. Now i remember, I killed them, I killed them all, and it felt good.

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It was about 2 months since Alaina’s dog had passed away. Unfortunately, she still hadn’t recovered from the extreme pain of her loss. The dog, Brownie, had been in her life since she was born. Alaina’s friend, Jax, came over one day to try and cheer Alaina up. He brought her a few snacks and her favorite drink. Out of sympathy, Jax agreed to spend the night with Alaina so that he could make her feel a little better. As Jax was walking to the restroom that night, he heard loud, vicious barks that resembled Brownie’s. Slightly afraid, Jax tells Alaina about what he heard. Although Alaina is in disbelief at first, they both hear the bark again. This bark, however, was much louder and sounded much closer to Alaina’s room. Both Jax and Alaina were terrified at what the bark could be. At once, they both tiptoe through the hallway in search of the noise. Out of nowhere, the bark delivered a piercing sound, nearly sending both Jax and Alaina to the floor in pain. The whole environment of the home changed as all the lights burned out. Jax tries to comfort Alaina, but all Alaina could think about was Brownie. In the distance, a small, brown dog lays right on the carpeted hallway. The dog looked very similar to Brownie, but this dog had violent red eyes and sharp teeth that were ready to attack anything that came in his way. Jax tries to run out the door, but is interrupted by this scary version of Brownie. The dog ripped through Jax’s jeans and demolished the flesh on his leg. Screaming in pain, Jax tries his best to kick the dog. Even though the damages had been real, the dog looked like a hologram. The dog had jumped onto Jax’s face and completely shredded every facial feature he had. Puddles of blood formed all outside the door. Jax had been killed. His intestines surrounded him and his blood nearly drowned him. Alaina was next. She felt the dog slowly walking to her. Scared, she let out a loud scream. Almost instantly, the dog had dragged her down the stairs in lightning speed. The dog had ripped her hair out and skinned her arm to the bone. Alaina had heard cop cars on the road, assuming they were coming for her. When the officers entered the home, they saw Jax dead on the floor and Alaina crying from the pain she had just endured. Running to the door was an energetic Brownie, instantly pouting as he noticed Alaina had been hurt. The overwhelming mess had caused Alaina to go completely insane. She screamed at the dog, in complete disbelief at what she was looking at. It couldn’t have been him, he was dead as far as she knew. Without thinking, she slapped the dog away from her. Instantly, the dog cried out in pain and soon was laid to rest. She couldn’t believe it. After all this time, she was the one who had killed Brownie.

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“Ahhhh!” I screamed in my sleep. I then woke up in a puddle a sweat. “It was just a nightmare” I said to myself. All of a sudden I feel a stinging on my arms a legs. As I looked around my body I saw scratch and burn marks all around me. In that moment I remember what happened in my nightmare. I was being tortured by a mysterious figure. I thought I was going crazy for a minute, but then I saw “DO YOU WANT TO PLAY?” scratched into the wall to my right. For the next couple days, I couldn’t sleep. I became sleep deprived to the point where I couldn’t function. It was until that moment where I saw a black shadow wandering around my small apartment. I thought I was just hallucinating for not sleeping. But then I remember it looked like the figure from my dream. When I turned around, the shadow was right behind me. It said “Do you want to play?”. The shadow then scratched and burned me with it’s claws. I screamed, but then the shadow was gone. The next day I looked for new apartments.

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I dont remember all of my life except for the star. The wind blew wild around the dark town. No one was outside the stone road was crowded with leaves. I stared at the tree across the street , for it seemed to sway and spin on its own. The more i stared the more it seemed to be a face appearing. No one had lived in the house for a decade, the last owners corpse still rots in that house.Everyone knows what happened but won't speak about it. I wonder why…

Legend says Mr.Mcollin was 83 when he passed but had died on a large  star drawn on his living room floor. The man thought he was a devil every day he would come outside and shout out to the sky. Mother says once he said some very demonic and devilish things. However i haven't seen my parents in a very long time. The last thing i remember was everyone running from me screaming. Anyway, Mr.mcollin abducted 5 children and kept them and himself in the house that was the last day the sun shined. Now the sky is always grey and no one ever comes outside. Today I decided to change that. Coming outside changed everything however the adrenaline made me feel free, too free. Something lured me into the house across the street but the things I saw were horrid. Mr.mcollin was my grandfather i remember he pictures hanging on his walls. He lied there dead along with everyone else in town. The word think was written in their blood on the wall. Now i remember, I killed them, I killed them all, and it felt good.

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one night a group of heathens was outside at night on halloween it was like 2 or 3 and they seen a shadow in the distance and it looked liked a small child as they got closer they realized that it was a dead end and it was a graveyard with a little girl in a white night gound hanging from the tree they thought it was funny do they took pictures and once they looked at them they seen some shadows in the back of them they tried to leave but they wasnt fast enough the wind picked up and they felt things but they didnt think too much of it but then  they heard a whisper say your next the teens was so scared they wasnt so big and bad anymore then they tried to run away but the baby of the group fell in a deep hole and he was stuck so they called the police and a ashy voice answered the phone and said your next he dropped his phone and feel to his knees and started crying the voice came back and and said its ok honey he said what do u want from me the voice said i dont want anything from you i want you...............ahhhhhahahaahaaa

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My friends and I decided to play this spirit game called Ouija. I decided to look up the rules just to be cautious on my own time because all of my friends didn’t really care and the only knew the basic rules. We decided to do it at a cemetery near a park. There were 4 of us. When we started the game we asked it if there was anyone here,  no response. We asked again but this time one of my friends had giggled as if she found this funny and didn’t take it serious. The board quickly pointed at yes. Everyone eyed each other looking nervous. I thought, “What did i get myself into.” I regretted coming. The swings behind us swung to the side and it quickly came to a stop. One of my friends asked for the spirit’s name soon it spelt out leave. The pointer was moving very rough across the board. The pointer then ran across the numbers back and forth back and forth. Roughly I soon remembered if that happens it means the demon or spirit is trying to leave and then the pointed slides off the board. We had done something bad. The girl across from me started tapping her hand very fast, she started screaming saying she didn’t know what was happening and she couldn’t move it. The girl next to her tried to hold her hand still but then her hand jerked and it popped her shoulder blade out of place. She cried in agony. We soon tried to say goodbye to the spirit on the board as soon as we did that she came to a complete froze and passed out we all took her to her house and stayed there with her. We fell asleep and while I was walking to the bathroom the lights flickered quickly and the mirror had “LEAVE” on it.

I quickly ran out of the house without warning anyone and i never turned back.

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Ones About a time a lil Boy went to chuka treat. And he went to that one house.

That One house was Haunted. He went and knocked The door.

ANd a clown With a Knife. THe lil kid was scared And don’t know What to do. He said

If i run he is going to run after  Me And When he Get me he is going to

Kill me. The lil kid said i’m going to calm down and not do the wrong thing.

The lil boy didn’t know what to do after he saw the clown.

The lil Boy thinked The clown was going to do something to him

But THe clown was friendly And did Touch the lil Boy.

3 Hours Later

The lol by went to Get candy again. There Was a haunted House in the city

But no know know about it.And in the front Of the house there was a trap

If someone step On it The will get In the trap And they won’t get out.

And in that house there is A  lot of stories Behind this house.

And if the lil boy is lucky he will get out.But He Wasn’t The End

And in that house there were some people lost their life lost there.

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My friend dared me to spend a night at a abandoned house.I took the dare and would go there around 9:00 pm, once i got there i started to regret doing the dare but still went in.I set up my sleeping bag and brung some snacks he chilled on his phone for a couple of hours until he saw a tall slender figure in the corner of his eye. He turns to the figure to see it clearly, it had no face and had a suit on.I blinked for a second and once i opened my eyes he was right in front on my face and started to grab my neck, i couldn't breathe or move.The monsters face them opened up and became a mouth.i blacked out and didn't wake up again

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The new house we moved into was more than creepy. It was borderline scary. I always heard noises coming from different areas of the house but when I checked it out, nothing was there. I always saw things that weren't there. My parents decided it was a good idea to both go abroad for a week and leave me home alone with my older brother. Of course they thought it was okay because my older brother was going to be there too, but he took advantage of his parent-free week and stayed at a friend’s house. So it was just me at home, by myself, for an entire week. Just as I got comfortable with a good book on the couch, the phone started ringing. I got up and went to answer it with a groan but when I said hello all I got as a response was heavy breathing. I pulled the phone from my ear, looked at it, and said hello again. Just then the TV automatically came on with a picture of a girl in a black dress with a toy doll. I put the phone down and went over to the TV and as I approached, the girl mimicked my moves and went closer to me as well. I quickly ran away from the TV and the girl ran towards me as well. I screamed for help but having a house in the middle of nowhere didn't really help my situation. I ran upstairs and locked myself in the bathroom. I turned on the light switch and looked in the mirror to see not myself but the girl on the TV.

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It was the 6th grade reunion, as usual, people would meet each other, and relax for the day.  Lots of things changed such as the school, and some people. We all visited each classrooms, leaving the 6th grade classes for last, cause you know, best for last.  As we visit the 6th grade classes, they heard a screech from the door because of how rusty and old the door was, but that didn’t stop us from entering.  We talk about how much the place changed, and how we had good memories in the classes.  As we leave the 2nd class to enter the last class, the lights, and gas gets cut off.  Only 3 people got locked in the last class, as the door was stuck.  We tried to break the glass, but that was too thick of a glass to break.  We pull, and pull, and pull but nothing happened.  We all split up to find tools in different classes, but right as 2 groups of people go into each class, they get locked in too.  It was just me left outside in the hallway with only a phone light which was draining my battery.  I try to find to help my friends out, but it was no use to even try.  So I abandoned them.  As I exit the hallway, I see a knife in my chest that is being held by a guy with a mask.  Blood drips from my chest to the floor.  The people in the classroom can hear everything, and start to scream and cry.  I drop to see the guy open the doors of each classroom, people try to escape but later get caught.  No one made it alive.

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Every night was the same. I would brush my teeth, comb my hair, and then tuck myself into bed. Once I was all set, I would stick my hand under the bed for my dog, Snow, to lick my hand as a way to say goodnight. She licked me tonight almost as if she wanted to bite me but I payed not much attention to it.  I remembered to always put a glass of water on my night stand but when i reached to get water at night i found an empty glass so i went to the restroom to fill it from the sink rather than walk all the way downstairs. Once i filled the cup and got back to my room, i tried to fall asleep. About 10 minutes later I heard water dripping and it occured to me that I might not have closed the faucet tightly, so i got up and started walking to the restroom. I looked at the faucet and there was nothing dripping so I turned to the shower head to investigate. I pulled the curtains and there hanging from the shower head was my dog...decapitated. I yelled and quickly pulled back and looked at the mirror which was covered with words spelled out in blood. “Dogs aren’t the only ones that can lick.”

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all chaos broke loose I was the only one left. I sat in my room with sorrow. There was a knock on the door.

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We moved into a really old house. I mean old. I'm starting high school next fall in a new town. The town's called Newsbugh. My house was build in 1855 and has a really weird outline and shape. When we first got there my dog didn't want to go in for some reason, so we kept him outside. He had a look on his face like he was truly terrified. When i woke up i had scares on my back. I didn't tell my mom because I thought she would freak out over nothing. The next day I woke buses on my legs. But, i still didn't make a big deal out of it. The next night i woke up to a scream. It was my mom. She was screaming because my sister had all white eyes, blood all over her night gown, and her voice was extremely deep. She looked me dead in the eye and said your next. And I never saw my sister again. Since then, my house has been haunted by demons. My dead sister was the one who caused the haunting's in my house. She is a demon now. And so is every one in this h

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Why did this happen, I just wanted to help. I wondered how many had come to this mansion. Maybe four? How many have I killed? I think, four. Every Halloween someone would be attracted to this mansion and every time they would not come out. Why were there blood on my hands. Why did this happen, I just wanted to help.

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I've lived in a house on Deep Elm street for about 12 years,the house was built in 1901. I have lived here since i was as little as my memory takes me back. At first  I never noticed much.. the older I got the more me and my older sister Becca started to catch on to little things like a yank  on my leg in my sleep or scratch marks left on the walls. Once I even saw a pitch black shadow move around my house all night. It go to the point where I could never even wash my face and close my eyes long enough to keep the soap out.
There were multiple sleepless nights. Its got to the point where we had made some escape plans. Every day the house made me sense a bad vibe. It never stopped. My sister then moves out with her fiance , and I'm stuck there alone with my dad and my dog. Two days after my sister moved out  I got up because my dog was growling at the top of his lungs, I search for him to find him in the back room where my dad keeps my things of my passed grandma. He keeps staring off into this corner up by the ceiling. I run out of that room and watch my eyes flash before my eyes.Luckily there is a bathroom  I was able to scurry into with my dog and lock it. I grabbed a rosary on the way and spoke some scriptures from a bible that i remembered from my youth group. The air was still.. I stood up and BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM. I hear banging and punching on the door.
I open the door and ready to face whatever is out there, I bust the mirror and get a piece of glass. I push my dog behind me and i open the door. The lights were off.  I hear shuffling across the room. Out of nowhere there is heavy breathing, I check to see if its my dog but it wasn't i turn back around and there are these yellow eyes parked right smacking front of mine. I scream at the top of my lungs, for whatever reason my dog sits still and silent. I slam the bathroom door shut and lock it. I sit up against the door to keep anything out. As tears run down my face my dog comes sit up next to me while i pray, finally the a.c turns on so its not as quiet.
I cried myself to sleep. The next morning my dad comes home to find me asleep on the cold tile floor. I woke up and explained to him what happened. He gave me a glass of milk and a blanket. He told me i was crazy. I did'nt even dare to try and put my point out there. I got up and I went to my bed to try and sleep, as i open my door i notice on my wall there was my picture of my dead grandma upside down with a blood looking red *X*. To this day i believe its my grandmother. The next day i take caution by having a cross just in about any room i can. I keep multiple bibles ready to be read.  After that night the house gets cold and sometimes if the air is still enough you hear crying from a faint voice. I pretend like it's not there, Whatever it is weather it be my passed grandmother or a demonic creature it will taunt you..

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