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heres an old horror i once started to write:
ONCE UPON A TIME
it was a dark stormy evening.i was alone.no one person nor living thing with me. my parents were gone.Forever.i had no friends.i sat up in a giant chair facing a burning fire with a picture of my granfather above it. a bear rug sat in front of me.
it was quiet.i was quiet.nothing going on.until a crash came from the kitchen. i ran in to find a broken vase with flour around it.i was deep in thought when i saw a dark shadow behind me.i turned and it dis appeared saying, "You will die soon." i went outside and found deep scratches in a tree.what was happening to me?i went to the secret safe in my parents room and moved a large picture on the wall to get to it.turning the knob i heard a click.the door to it opened and i reached in pulling out a paper and picture. the picture was of my uncle and the paper was from my mother's journal or as u may find it, diary.it said 'dear journal, today Mark died.'
thats all i have but i dont kno if i should continue.so pm me or sign my comment board or something to tell me if i should continue.