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6/4/15
So my friend told me to write about a house that i use to live in so here goes i lived in an ugly house on a road with no tree's on it when we bought it i was reluctant to go inside as i felt chills when we approached the driveway. So the house was quite old and was backing into dense woods believe me it was dense the woods when i first go to the door i touched the handle it was ice cold even though it was the middle of summer. The first day we moved our furniture into that house when i brought my dresser into my room i felt an icy chill and a push i fell forward and broke my ankle dismissed it as a feeling an moved on with my life. The first real case was when i was in the living room i saw the door leading to the hallway swing open and closed even though all the windows in the house was closed then i heard a loud bang. I stood up and walked over to where the voice was coming from. The attic door was open i pulled up a step ladder to look in the attic. As i poked my head up through the attic door it slammed up. The next case was when i was lying on my bed. When I'm lying down i have a clear view of the bathroom and the attic. So i was in bed when i see my baseball cap which was laying on my ground lift up and land on my dresser that freaked me out but then my laptop which was sitting down next to my bed turned on even though it was shut down then turned on and went into fire fox and searched up 'decapitated...' but i stopped whatever it was that was doing it before it could get me in serious trouble. The last case that drove me out of the house was when i was in the bathroom when the lights went off and my phone buzzed uncontrollably which later fell in the sink. The door the window then opened and a icy breeze swooped through the top window the mirror that was above the sink then smashed at that point i ran out of the bathroom wearing only underpants and a singlet even though it was 11:00pm at night. My phone was in the house on the bed and i contemplated going and getting it but i didn't want to go back into the house so i ran for about 2 hours to get to my friends house when i arrived at about 1:00 am I burst into my friends house his dad ran into the entry way and demanded to know what was going on. I told him that we needed to get the police. At that point my friend was up and the three of us drove to the house. My friends dad walked into the house i could see the shocked expression on his face through the window. He ran back into the door leaving the door wide open i didn't care i just told him what was up he just told me to drive back to his house. As i pulled out of the driveway i saw the faint shadow of a man with one arm missing just staring at us leaving i slammed on the gas and got the hell out of dodge on the way back i asked him what he saw he told me that a man was crouched in the bathroom missing an arm and sniffing around the room. None of us slept that night we all could only sleep after we heard the news that the house had been burnt down in a freak fire accident the fire fighters refused to go into the house though when the company rang me they said the reason nobody wanted to go in is because a mentally ill patient had massacred a family in that house and after chopped off his own arm and ate the flesh clean off it. So um i hope that's enough and uh yeah thanks.