... . I knew that I could not remove it from the house, during the day or the night, without the risk of being seen by my neighbours. Many ideas entered my mind. One moment I thought about cutting the corpse into small pieces and destroying them by fire. The next moment I think of digging a grave in the floor of the cellar. Again, I thought about throwing it in the well in the yard - about packing it in a box and ... - a wailing shriek, half of horror, half of triumph. A scream that could have only arisen out of hell, from the throats of the damned in their agony! Of my own thoughts it is fo...

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... ask them, what it is they actually do for a living, so I just assume they work for a large banking firm or something. After seeing all the boxes of canceled checks, it just seems obvious. Besides, every time I would find a twenty dollar bill, while helping them to unpack, they would let me keep ... ! Maybe, he went to go see mom first. Several minutes have passed, now I hear him coming up the stairs. My back is turned, so I can't see him until he comes around the corner. "I have the game all ready to go!". "Come on let's play!". Still no answer. I look up, expecting to ... calm?, I wi...

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... head to our long, oak table directly behind me. I sit in the large chair and run my hands along the knots of the wooden table top. With the steak are cheesy twice-baked potatoes and a fresh garden salad covered in creamy Italian dressing. After dinner ends, I head through the kitchen towards the staircase. I go up the stairs. Immediately to the right is my sister's bedroom. I enter and see its warm ... another door leading to the screened-in porch. We sit on the porch and feel the cool November breeze blow across our faces. In the background is the sound of the rushing water of my paren...

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... is it, Mom?" I would ask, in anticipation of the moment she would reply, "Time!" Off I would race, through the aisles of our small connivance store, across the long black parking lot, passing the tattered gas pumps, making the sharp right bounding down the stairs that led around the building, dodging the big oak tree that stood towering over the walkway, and finally, the last leg of my trek, running as fast as I could up ... much as my brother and I. In the bright sunshine, the sounds of Nana's handball games with my brother and Don helping build entire cities in the sandy confines of t...

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... hiding in a closet and you will never know who is on the opposite side of the house. And you may never know. My whole life I have been surrounded with numerous family members constantly in and out of the house. There was always so much going on that I never really had the time to be afraid of my own house. After much thought, when I was 11 years old, my parents decided ... immediately cut on the lights, so I slowly walked through the kitchen toward the stairs in the dark. As I approached the stairs I looked up the long dark stairwell and stared into the blackness. Suddenly I thought as ...

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... as night purring from the front door; I pulled a line of the engine and headed for the front door. It was me and another firefighter on the first line in as the others set up ventilation and attempted the situation from the exterior only to find the Childs second story room have heavy gauge steel bars on the windows. We started in the front door of the house me on the front of the hand line and one ... of my brothers at my rear. The thick black smoke hit me and all I had ... us and told us that another team was entering the front of the structure to knock down the remaining first floor...

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... , my dad decided he would make this large belonging fit in the van. Once my possessions had made the long journey from my small Durango, Colorado home to the larger Boulder, Colorado, my mom and nana helped me to drag them out of the van and into my new house. Nana stood at the top of the stairs and would hand boxes and things down to us because she got ... worn out going up and down them too many times. I unpacked the boxes and arranged everything in my room until late that night, while my boyfriend laid on ... "Ahhhhhhh!" We both scream at the top of our lungs as the car flashes by. "...

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... spinning I carried its chrome frame up the stairs and out the door, not realizing the blood relatives in the household were in total rage at the action that was taking place. I hopped down the last three stairs to feel the heat of the sun against my neck and face, followed by a light breeze that made the day perfect in every way. For the first time in the month of October, the temperature felt as if I lived ... I had landed. It finally sunk in when my friends cheered around me and showed me a Polaroid of me as I fulfilled this amazing task. As I rode home the sky turned bright and blue....

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... as she passed into the hallway. I turned around and followed her congratulating myself on thinking up of such a plan, now she will definitely be thrown out of the house for stealing. Mother headed straight for the stairs to the studio, and waited furiously at the top for her to come. As she came up the stairs she gave me a concerned look as she entered the studio to fetch the jewellery box for my ... mother. "Bring the box to me" mother ordered her ... impatiently. She stood there as mother snatched the box from her hands ... ...

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... the halls of the house in her wedding dress looking for a husband. Our friends, Dawn, Wendy, and Heidi lived in the house; we would ask them if they heard sounds or saw things. All three agreed the house was haunted. They said sounds would come from the basement at night. It sounded like a person walking around sliding their feet. The sound would work its way toward the basement stairs and up into the house ... . Their parents also heard the sounds and encountered strange disturbances in the house, which ultimately led to their decision to move out. The house never sold; it just sat vaca...

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... brothers and head over to Grandpa's. It doesn't look good. From the tone of my mother's voice I knew that the situation was very serious. My two brothers and I jumped into my car and sped the mile and a half to my Grandparents" house. As I leapt from my car and ascended the pathway stairs towards the front of the house thoughts of my grandfathers welfare filled my head, overshadowing my own fear ... of death. With little else on our minds, my brother and I passed through the house and almost immediately sat down next to my grandfather. As ... running freely through the snow-covered woo...

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... down the stairs and out the door, "wait Dave" mum yelled, my heart jumped into my mouth thinking I had been caught, " you didn't give me a kiss goodbye" she said jokingly. In my head I sighed of relief and walked over 2 kiss her on the cheek". "study hard" she said as I headed off down the road. This was the one ... already missed 3 great bands this year because of them but not tonight, not Nightwish. I told them I was going to my mate, Josh, house. I didn't ask or even tell my parent about the concert, I just said I was going to his house to study haha, stupid parents. I walked down t...

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