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With every step you take the floorboards creak. Each door you open, eeeeeeeeer. It rained and stormed outside.

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The paint slowly falling of the creaking walls. While the windows cracking and disintegrating. The crows circle around smelling the blood on the house.

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It was the middle of the damp and ominous night .There was a house  that was grey dim and broken down filled with cobwebs. The floor boards would scream at the touch and the doors would fling shut with the howls of the wind, and the smell if decomposing animals and mold filled the place.

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The house had the aroma of ghosts it crackled and squeak with every step. mold on the walls mixed with the gaps formed from the creatures inside

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The floorboards creak, along with the fast beating of my heart as I walk into the door as I'm attacked by the silky spiderwebs, seeing the paint ripping off the walls.

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Goosebumps started to form on the back of my neck, my hands become clammy. I turn to see a broken part of the gate I can enter, as I walk up the stairs onto the porch I can't help but think what could be hiding behind the door.

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We walked up to the old house, reminding me of the mansion at the beginning of the 🤬 Doo cartoons. As we opened the door it Groaned, sore from years of not moving. We studied the walls, covered in a crimson liquid, and as the wallpaper curled down the wall, looking like a weeping widow, we slowly and silently crept across the rotten wooden floors. We turned back, to terrified to continue, only to see a small glint of metal. That was the last thing any of us ever saw… or felt.

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the old house creaked as he stepped inside. He saw a large dead rat at least a foot in length, decaying its bones and guts showing, blood stained on the floorboards. He continued and saw mice scurrying across the ground and stairs. And those stairs. They were broken split in two like a massive spiked log fell down them. But something wasent right. They didnt feel right. The dark inside the stairs was almost like it was emitting light. He could hear the beating of a heart. A terrible terrible heart. He went to the kitchen at a brisk pace and nearly vomited. Corpses in multiple states of decay. Bones scatterd around the kitcen sink. And then he felt something brush against his leg. Its was bumpy like sandpaper and it felt big but it made no noise on the floorboards. Suddenly many mice swarmed him. He screamed as the mice bit and chewed at him until he was just another corpse in the kitchen.

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A sound that can be heard like a fork getting scarp on a plate.

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the house was moldy and broken down. Some of the floorboards were missing, the walls had deteriorated and had slowly disappeared over time. Almost all the windows were broken, glass shards were everywhere. With every step the house shook like there was an earthquake.

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The floors creaked as wind blew through the shattered windows. Floorboards broken  while rats and bugs scurried their way across the floor. Stairs break each step sending an echo through the house as you hear the broken step hit the floor and break. Ghostly whispers coming from a ice cold room with torn curtains and shattered glass. The crows cawed outside as the sky filled with rain as bolts of light strike in the dark abyss.

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it was in the middle of the night, he was walking up and down the street contemplating on if he should go into the rundown infrastructure. He decides that he has confidence and he enters the moldy bug infested house and the first thing he notices is a unknown entity standing at the corner of his eyes, he snapped and the entity was gone, he looked to his left and noticed there was bones of an unknown species. He was frightened because he knew he wasn't alone, seconds later he heard footsteps and loud banging knocks from one of the rooms upstairs.. he ran out as fast as a lighting bolt.

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In the dead of night the scream rang out and the floorboard creak.

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In the dead of night the scream rang out and the floorboard creak.

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Amir

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The spooky house had a abandoned feel and when night comes around it suddenly has lights as if someone lived there. Upon entering you were faced by ancient knight armors as soon as you turned back they are moved in a different pose than originally. The hall was creaking in a uncomfortable rhythm . As soon as you go to leave there are clanking noises grabbing you just like the others.You manage to escape and the only thing you have to show is 5 flesh opened holes on both of your arms.

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As I open the old creaking door I can hear my own heart beating as fast as lightning, I open another door that leads into an eerie room, I scream as the rats run across my feet.

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The menacing structure standing high and mighty with sense of beating the dead horse doesn't help my feeling of melancholy, as I paced underneath the rotten porch that a soul once seeped. I couldn't bare my perplex emotions simply impossible, So the decision was made over the rots and spiders still asleep I entered.

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As I walked into the house I was greeted by rats and stench of old must and bat droppings. As I dodged spider webs, lightning flickered through the shattered glass panes. Eyes followed me by a young girl with a blank expression, trapped in an aged wooden frame. The floorboards screeched while I made my way across the room, wishing I could leave.

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The dark pathway up to the abandoned mansion was filled with shadows as dark as the void, an all-consuming patch of nothing. As he advances through the pathway, the bridge which had rotted from the years of neglect, collapsed behind him, trapping him on the path to the house. A flock of ravens landed on a tree above the path, nearly snapping the branch off. The crashing of a thunderbolt across the sky rang him out of his trance, reawakening his urges to run away from this building. He couldn't stop now.

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Mike tensed as he progressed. Floorboards groaned with more enthusiasm than they would at his house when he would get a drink of water late at night. Yikes! Home… the thought of the everlasting condolence of his residence. That made the matter in his stomach capsize as more anonymous racket continued upstairs. Suddenly, directly behind him he heard the voice. He stiffened.

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Darkness surrounded the area. It was like I was closing my eyes when I wasn’t. The door opened with a groan, each step I made the sound would echo through the house. The wall were worn out, the chairs were covered in dust. My eyes started darting left and right. “Is this place really safe?” i thought to myself. My chest started to tighten. My breathing became unstable. Suddenly I heard felt something pass by me. Like a ghost passed through my soul. My eyes were starting to trick me. “I can’t handle this anymore” I whispered to myself. I ran to the door to escape this nightmare, but when i tried to open the door, it didn’t budge. I had been locked in.

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The floorboards creak as the rats scurry through the shadows.