So if you haven't read BOO!Naaww.. click that. This post will make a lot more sense if you do.
I think my house is haunted. Well, actually, I know. There are many stories I have to tell you, and this is only one of them. I don't know how many parts there will be, every part will have a new story.
Last night, I was lying in bed, and realised I was hungry. Walking up the steps, I realised that my mom just bought a watermelon and I was craving me some juicy-red-awesome-tasting-god-sent-YAY. I was cutting the juicy-red-awesome-tasting-god-sent-YAY when I saw a man standing in the living room. Shooting my eyes up to where he was standing, he was gone.
Please don't think that it was just a fragment of my imagination. There was nothing near that area where it could have looked like a body, especially of that formation. If I do not post again, you will no why. (dead)
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