User:TheSpookster1827

I went to a friends house one night and as I was in bed I heard a knock on the bedpost. I jumped and looked at the post I didn't see anything so I went back to bed and went to sleep. A couple hours later I heard a knock on the post again. I quickly looked and I saw a small kid with a mouth opened wide from ear to ear and you could see the flesh of the cheeks and blood was dripping down on the ground. I quickly woke up my friend but as soon as my friend was up it scampered away. I told him we needed to get out of the house because I could smell something like smoke. As we got out of the room the fire flamed up and the house burned down and it fell. Luckily we made it through the house. The parents said that his brother was also in the house. He was asleep and apparently a killer who broke into the house carved a smile in his face and I actually think he came through our room to get help but it still remains unknown. That was a fucking nightmare and I have been through hell many more times than that. My mom said that she never wanted me to ever go to a friends house again. I didn't fucking blame her. He scared the shit out of me.