why i don’t play in the woods alone

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My name is lucas, and I have to tell you about my foster parents house ( also known as “My house”)
When i was eight , we had a house in the woods. I was one of those adventures ,indiana jones, sort of kids. In the far far back of the woods is an old abandoned house of some sort, possibly a matainnences shed. But we’ll get to that later on. Lets just say that our house was… DEFINITELY haunted.

Crazy things would happen, and I MEAN absolutely crazy. (stuff scary enough to make an old man jump) For Example: My foster grandpa once came IN MY ROOM on all fours ,making grunting sounds and lifted up one corner of my bed sheets at 1:00 AM…
What’s freaky of all is, that he never set off the motion alarms…
Now, if THAT’S not scary, I don’t know what is!

But, that’s just an inkling of what has happened there.
One day i had been making egg salad, and our cousin mike was there. Now mike is a normal guy, but what he did wasn’t normal. He came into the kitchen laughing like a maniac, grabbed a kitchen knife and came running at me… i Tripped him and he banged his head on the counter, and passed out…

I’ll share more encounters if i get five likes on this story.

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