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As I slowly creeped not making any sound I saw my door and windows widely open.  And my dog was in a small corner looking terrified, my eyes widened.  There was a tall black shadow figure standing behind me.  The shadow figure’s eyes were the only thing I could see. Beaming, glassy, red eyes like blood that pierced through my soul looking right into my eyes.  I was not safe.

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The day is October 13th on a Friday night, I am home alone and I hear the sound of someone sharpening a knife. I feel a tingle go up my spine. Am I just imagining this? Or is there someone IN MY HOUSE!? I suddenly smell something so vile, kinda like fresh blood. I then get a flashback to when I accidentally sliced my finger while cutting an apple. I get the sudan urge to find where the scent is coming from. I go downstairs making the steps creek so loudly as if that is the only sound in the world.  I walk into the kitchen and idiomatically something feels off as if someone is in the room with me. Then a knife drops off the counter. What is happening? How did the knife just fall, the house was still. No wind, no fans, NOTHING. 

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I looked straight at the door handle. I gripped my bat tight and slowly reached for it. The grunting sounds continued. I was now inches away from discovering what was really going on.
My hand wrapped around the silver door handle. I was warm and wet. I pointed my flashlight straight at the handle and discovered there was blood on it. My heart dropped and I staggered backwards onto the couch. I looked around the hallway and it looked like a murder scene happened here. There was blood on the wall and ceiling in smudges and handprints. I pointed my flashlight back to the door.
The grunting got louder and then stopped. Laughing came next. Hysterical laughing that sounded like an insane asylum. The door creaked open and out came a 7 foot tall shadow.

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I went to grab my phone and when I looked my phone was gone. I was starting to panic a bit because what if something bad happens and i dont have my phone to tell my parents or call 911. I heard the door creak open. I was relieved because i knew my parents came home I went down stairs and when I saw who entered the house I froze.

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“I know someone is under my bed! Come out and show yourself!” I say as confidently as I can. Then, I hear laughing. What? Why are they laughing. I then see the same foot poke out and it looks like….plastic? My sister comes crawling from under my bed with popcorn and her phone.

“Aida?! Is this your idea of a sick joke?!” I yelled at her. All she did was stand there and laugh. Then, she grabs her chin, and pulls off her face. The face comes off with a mushy, low sound.

“Are you a-AHHHHHH” I said.

All the kids at the campfire started screaming and laughing.

“So I’m guessing you liked my story?” I said with a smirk.

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I was home alone when I heard a weird noise it sounded as if someone were trying to open the front door. In my head I'm panicking and all sorts of questions come to my mind like is someone trying to break in? How am I supposed to protect myself? Did I lock the door? Then I smell something sweet. It reminds me of when you first walk into a candy store. So I walk downstairs slowly and notice footprints on the floor so I follow them and it leads me to the kitchen. I noticed that the kitchen had been messed with and the pantry door was open and the oven was on. More questions rush to my mind like what if someone is in the pantry? Where did these footprints come from? Did they just trick me by getting me to go into the kitchen? I’m very tempted to check the pantry but I'm too scared to. I finally decided to check. I grab a bat and slowly walk to the pantry. I hesitate and take a step back and ask myself do I really want to do this? I finally build up enough courage and start to move closer. I open the pantry door ready to attack and I am shocked to see my mom! Turns out that this whole time it was my mom who had come home early and wanted to surprise me with chocolate chip cookies!
	

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	Home Alone :        I was asleep. I woke up in a dark room and I could barely see my hand in front of my face. There was no sound except the creaking of the house. I remembered my parents were out and that I was home alone. I heard a faint sound; it was the sound of the facet down stairs. As I made my way down the hallway and to the stairs. I went down the stairs step by step as the noise got  louder as I approached the source. I turned off the faucet and I noticed a strangely sweet smell of cookie batter and chocolate. I opened the over and there laying inside were perfect cookies. Where did these cookies come from and who could have tended to them to make sure they came out this perfectly. I turned around to notice the pantry door was opened and quite a mess. Is there a burglar in my home, as I walked on the cold tile floor with bits of the starry night slipping through the curtains. I made it to the garage. I headed towards the garage without thinking as I entered the garage. There were my family's bikes blocking my way with all the strength I could muster and moved them all out of the way. I heard a small clicking noise. There was a small stuffed animal on the far side of the garage and there seemed to be powder of some sort on its paws. This stuffed animal wasn’t normal some how some way it was a sort of creepy that crawled down my back the air stiffened  and there was a cold chill in my body as i reached out to touch the stuffed animal I thought, should I smack it and run or examine it. I decided to pick it up and as I listened close  I felt an ice cold hand on the back of my neck and everything went black.

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	Home Alone :        I was asleep. I woke up in a dark room and I could barely see my hand in front of my face. There was no sound except the creaking of the house. I remembered my parents were out and that I was home alone. I heard a faint sound; it was the sound of the facet down stairs. As I made my way down the hallway and to the stairs. I went down the stairs step by step as the noise got  louder as I approached the source. I turned off the faucet and I noticed a strangely sweet smell of cookie batter and chocolate. I opened the over and there laying inside were perfect cookies. Where did these cookies come from and who could have tended to them to make sure they came out this perfectly. I turned around to notice the pantry door was opened and quite a mess. Is there a burglar in my home, as I walked on the cold tile floor with bits of the starry night slipping through the curtains. I made it to the garage. I headed towards the garage without thinking as I entered the garage. There were my family's bikes blocking my way with all the strength I could muster and moved them all out of the way. I heard a small clicking noise. There was a small stuffed animal on the far side of the garage and there seemed to be powder of some sort on its paws. This stuffed animal wasn’t normal some how some way it was a sort of creepy that crawled down my back the air stiffened  and there was a cold chill in my body as i reached out to touch the stuffed animal I thought, should I smack it and run or examine it. I decided to pick it up and as I listened close  I felt an ice cold hand on the back of my neck and everything went black.

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I sprinted towards my room and took a glimpse around. My candle that I lit earlier was blown out. I never found out what the sound was all about. It started to get cold in my room. I hid under my pitch black sheets. I was too afraid to get up and check around the house. About 10 slow minutes pass by and I realized I needed to figure out what that sound was. I start tiptoeing out to the kitchen. I feel some sort of energetic force rattle by me. I check out my arms to see bumpy goosebumps. The cracking sound comes back from a short distance.  My basement door slammed! I speeded down there to see a coffee brown teddy bear....

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As I thumped down onto the couch and lean back while turning on the TV I start to smell a fire. I look into my backyard to see a figure standing next to the fire pit. The creepy smell of burning wood turns into the howling of a fire. As I walk into the backyard I see the black figure swoosh into the darkness behind the bush as the chair next to the fire pit slams down. Afraid of what may happen I dont go to the bushes but investigate the intense smell of burning wood. What is behind that bush? Do I leave? I slowly started to feel the presence of someone watching. As I walk slowly through the opened and seemingly endless field of my backyard I know I'm being watched. But I have no clue what it is. I make my way to the fire pit to see the fire sizzle out. I walk over and relight the fire and put back up the chair when suddenly the sliding glass door that leads to my backyard slams closed and I can see a dark figure sitting exactly where I was on the couch watching. As I slowly peer in closer to see if I can figure out who or what that is his head is jolted right and his eyes with red fury stare into my soul. An expression of fear is stricken into his eyes as he gets up and walks to the door in fear. I ran to the bush, knocking over the chair. I stand and watch as the black figure walks over to the fire in fear. He seemed just as scared of what could happen as I am. He walked over to the fire in the backyard that sizzled out, relit the fire and put back up the chair. Seeing him distracted I run to the couch, slam the door shut and hide on the couch. I think and ponder for a second. I sit still when the feeling of being watched again hits me like a baseball to the head. I jolt my head right to see a figure with fiery red eyes when it hits me. Like a mirror of fear and a depth of realization of who I really am hits me. I stare into his eyes or, you could say my eyes. Like a dog on a leash everything is out of your control. You live in the world of others' creation as you watch fate decide your very existence. Some do call it fate, and some call it destiny but since this, I only feel that we are controlled by a stronger being. As I stare into the eyes of myself in fear I fear a laugh, a hackle even fills my ears. I look into the distance at myself as strings appear that suspend him from the ground. A smile is forced from his face as a tear runs down his face. As I squint to track every detail of what is happening his soul is pulled into mine. I became one with myself. And the strings are on my shoulders now. As  I look up into the sky, a smile reaching almost his burning eyes of red appears as the same howl of laughter happens again, but with the face in the sky holding me like a puppet laughing and pulling the strings connected to me.

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my parents left me at home to go to Anime Expo and Chuck n Cheese. Everytime I hear door screeching when I’m alone, It reminds me of a show that I watched when I was little.

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All of the sudden I heard a low raspy groan. It went away as fast as it came but a few

moments later the mysterious sound came back. What is this weird sound I thought? Is there a ghost or a goblin, maybe even a warlock that sneaked into my house?  No those creatures don’t even exist I laughed to myself. Then I smelt a musky smell. Where have I smelt this before? When I scraped my knee. But what does it smell like when you scrape your knee? Blood!

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My parents left me at home to see a move so what do I do besides works on my cardboard m4-a1 and play borderlands2  well not much until I hear something I can't quite put my finger on what the nose is but it sounds like a low growl with a site hinte of people screening through gurgled blood but to beep to be a dog so look out the window to find fugin SCP-682 down the street. The first thing I do is take out money from my bank account and buy a plane ticket to fly me as far away from there as possible. I mean It's 682 a big az invincible lizard that's only purpose in life is to is to kill all life what are you are you going to do spray it in the dead black soll sucking  void also known as its eyes with mace or land a few slugs in it Oh i'm not talking about the slimy slugs oh no I’m talking about the lead slugs. So when I get to the place that's far away I would go explore and do stuff. I'm just joking. I'd probably be hanging out at the bar watching the news until the foundation captures 682 then head back home. 

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I sat in the room quietly, everything was quiet...no one was home. I started to hear thud, what was that?  I thought, I started to hear laughing..very high pitched laughing..I never heard anything like that. I slowly stood up and locked the door quietly. The cackling got louder and louder every second. 

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The hairs on my arms were standing up I had so many thoughts racing inside my head. Then I started to smell a faint stench of a cigar. It reminded me of my grandpa, the stench started to get stronger. I stood up to go to the bathroom  and it was hot and the mirror was foggy. I didn’t know why no one took a shower. I heard my dog start to growl again but this time it was deeper and more vicious I walked back in my room but didn’t see my dog.  I turned and looked and saw my dog at the top of the stairs

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While my family went to see a movie, I gotta stay home alone. I was watching a movie in the living room. Then there was a scary sound coming from the bathroom, it sounded like a small clown horn ¨honk honk¨.  I was shocked in fear hoping that it was just my sister pulling a prank, then I realized… That my sister was with my parents. Now my heart felt like it was racing in a marathon. I´m going to skip the middle of the story.
Then I tried to bare hand fight him. He was way to strong, so I just tried to save Jerry, then I ran to catch Jerry but the beast caught me first. I was scared for my life. Then I saw the jaws of his mouth and he horrible breath. Then he got me, then I woke up. I was so happy what it was all a dream. Then and there my family said¨We are going to see a movie, see you in a couple of hours. I yelled¨NOOOOOOOO!!!!!¨ The door was shut and I started crying. Then it came back, round two.¨ hoNK HONK!!!!!¨

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“Don’t make a noise!” A tall man said to the guy tied up. I went to take a careful look to see what the guy looked like. I examined the tall guy. “Blue uniform, a baseball bat in his hands, and a hat. Wait. Guns too?” I said in my head while examining him. I started to panic even more! “Why would he have a gun?” I questioned. “What if I rescue the guy while the tall man wasn’t looking?”

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Home Alone

My mom and dad had just left to go on vacation. I am 18 years old and home alone.It’s the middle of the day and all is well until I hear a muttering sound coming from the basement. So naturally i go to check.I go to check and see that my mom and dad just left the radio on. So I turn it off and go back upstairs.

An hour later I smell something vile in the basement. Kind of like burning plastic, not very good. Or maybe kind of like raw eggs just splattered on the ground, not a very good smell so I went to check what the smell was and for some reason there was this icky yellow substance so I cleaned it up and went upstairs. When I went back up something felt… off. But I just brushed it off and sat back on the couch.

I reach for the remote but it’s not there. I remember that I definitely put it right there earlier when I was watching TV.so im looking all over I ask myself where could it have been. And then I hear mumbling coming from the attic. So I go get my dad’s gun and carefully creep into the attic. When I get up into the attic there’s nothing but a racoon. So I calm myself down and hit it with my baseball bat and bring it outside.

But I still hear mumbling so I go deeper into the attic and find a man made out of fog sitting in the corner of the room. I say loudly “I HAVE A GUN AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO USE IT SO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE” after I say that he just disappears. I feel tired like I really want to just… take a long… nap.

I wake up and the man is right there and he is in a weird looking room made out of steel. I know i'm not at home anymore… right. I say “LET ME GO BACK HOME”

The man says in a very deep despair inducing voice “y o u  a r e  h o m e” and he opens the big steel door behind and i see… my basement

And the man goes inside of my mouth and I fall… asleep… again.

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When I turned around I saw something in the mirror and the  dolls singing was louder.  The mirror had a doll sitting on the counter and laughing. I was so shocked that I ran up the stairs , then went back down and looked in the mirror again. The doll was gone. I wiped my eyes and it still was not there. My parents went home so I ran into my mom's arms and told her what happened.  My dad laughed at me thinking I was crazy so I just pretended nothing happened.  Exactly a year later the same thing happened...

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Home Alone                            My parents left me alone and then I heard clicking sounds and I got super scared that I went  running upstairs. I think that the clock was ticking but I remembered that I do not have a clock in the house. 

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Home Alone                            My parents left me alone and then I heard clicking sounds and I got super scared that I went  running upstairs. I think that the clock was ticking but I remembered that I do not have a clock in the house. 

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I could hear slamming on the door now so I did it and I punched it in the face as hard as I could. I took deep breaths as I ran away but I was too slow because I felt a clammy hand on my back. I took the courage to fight back and I kicked my leg into the guy and it turns out I was fighting a boy because he was whimpering in pain. I turned around to see who I was fighting and it was my brother?! It turns out he played the too much homework card to my parents and I was fighting him. It turned out my dog chocked himself, he wanted me to do his homework, and he had sweaty hands so that’s why he dropped the glass. So this is to you big brother so you can see what was going through my mind!

Sorry!

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I started second guessing myself I was totally freaked out I had no idea what to do I went to the telephone to call 911 but the telephone wire was CUT! I ran straight to the door to ask the neighbors for help but nobody was there. I was all alone, nobody to help me.

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It was dark, and quiet, almost all silent. Suddenly there was a loud ringing in my ears and loud intrusive thoughts flooding. A vision of a woman stabbing a man was stuck in my head. The ringing and the visions were making me dizzy so I decided to sit down. I was hyperventilating as I started to scream. “AH SOMEONE HELP ME!! WHAT THE” But then it stopped suddenly. For a few minutes I sat there, thinking about what just happened while my head was spinning. I felt paralyzed until I thought of what my parents told me… if you're in trouble while we are away call 911. My hand was shaking as I reached for the cell phone in my back pocket. Then, the scent came back again, but this time with a different kind of scent. I decided to ignore it as I dialled the number. Immediately someone answered.

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I was in my kitchen when I heard a faint whisper. I thought to myself I'm not alone. I went up stairs and I smelt something rotten, like something is old. The smell reminds me of mold or spoiled milk. I realized my bed sheets were dirty, smelly and all over the ground and the last time I was in my bedroom they were not gross and crusty like that. I thought to myself someone is in the house with me, but I'm home alone. I have to get out of here. I whispered to myself. I slowly walked downstairs and hid in the bathroom. The only thing in there to keep me safe was a plunger. A very gushy plunger. So I walked back up stairs and I walked into my room to see if anything was peculiar. The door slammed behind me and the lights turned off. I was pitch black and the only thing I could see was a tall shadow in front of me. I was sweating so hard I almost fainted. I remembered I had my phone in my pocket and I slowly took it out and  called 911. I crawled under my bed and scraped my knees and they were all bloody. They were bright red almost like a raspberry color. The cops came and they turned on the lights and the window what open wide and till this day know one knows what happened.

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My parents left me at home to see a move so what do I do besides works on my cardboard m4-a1 and play borderlands2  well not much until I hear something I can't quite put my finger on what the nose is but it sounds like a low growl with a site hinte of people screening through gurgled blood but to beep to be a dog so look out the window to find fugin SCP-682 down the street.

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The smell reminded me of when my house caught fire back in Massachusetts. My heart dropped. I decided to look downstairs to see what had happened and I saw that the door to my basement was open. We haven't opened that for 3 years after what happened down there. I decided not to call the police, it would be safer for me and my family.

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as im climbing out I hear a moaning sound coming closer to me. I try to go as fast as I possibly can… I run out and head to my grandmas house, I look ahead and see a tall clown like figure about  50 feet ahead.

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"Halfway through the movie, I heard a big crash and glass shatter. I heard creaking noises on the floorboards, getting closer to me with every footstep. I thought, who is that?"

I was finally in the closet, sitting and hugging my knees in the corner, whimpering. I could see black footsteps through the thin yellow light at the bottom of the door. I could faintly see the door handle turn, prepared for what was about to happen. When the burglar opened the door, I gasped and my eyes went wide.