It is a dark and cold morning, the sun wasn¡¦t even out yet and I¡¦m already getting to work. I¡¦m a care taker , so what I do is I take of peoples home for them. I got off the bus still half asleep and walk into the office. Once I got to my desk I already have a new job for me to work on. So I sat down on my comfortable chair and look at the file. There was nothing on the form except for the address of the house and the hand print of a child. Also the address seemed kind of familiar to me. I kept on thinking where did see that address of this house. Then it hit me I saw it in the newspaper like a year ago. It said that the father killed the mother, then wrapped her in a plastic bag, then he dragged the body up to the addict . Then he killed himself, but they also have a son but he was never found, but if he was found he would be eleven years old now.
I didn¡¦t really want to do this one but my boss said I had to, or I¡¦ll be fired. So I asked my best friend Eric, a super rich guy that doesn¡¦t have to work went with me to this freaky house up on the hill top. My friend Eric rolled up in his Cadillac on twenty twos and we went up to the house with me. The ride up to the house was the most sp
I stayed home for the whole week still terrified of what I saw at that house the other day. I started seeing things like a girl climbing out of he TV and all sorts of thing. I was sleeping when a phone call woke me from my sleep. I answered the phone, it was Eric, he said he was going to go back to the house because he left his phone there. I told him not to go back, but he said he was already there and then there was a scramble and I heard the cat growl again. I called my brother to give me a ride to the house. When we got there I told my brother to stay in the car. I ran right into the house then I saw Eric he was upstairs and he yelled out to me. Then I saw a hand grabbing him by the neck and dragged him to the addict where the police found the body of the wife¡¦s body. He kept on screaming. When he got to a corner of the addict he stopped screaming. There was a silent moment. Then a women appeared crawling out slowly, and my whole body can¡¦t move. Every movement she made was like a rusty door opening and closing. She got closer and closer I was screaming as loud as I could and then I stopped.
ookiest ride I ever had. When we got there the whole place was a big mess. The front lawn was filled with
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