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Emma Johnson has been a widow ever since a tragic accident when her husband died. She lives in a big mansion by herself, and without her beloved, she often
My name was Destiny. I was eleven years old and was already an elite gymnast. That sad night was the worst of my life. I put the grips on my hand, during
Ryan had just moved into his new work, and so far he loved it, but there was one simple factor he didn't like. He wasn't allowed on the sixth floor of
Tim had a best friend named Samantha. She was very nice and honest everytime. They visited each other's houses nearly everytime. They liked each other
When I had come to view this house I'd been warned off by the neighbours, though the house was secluded from them all. I hadn't believed the ghost stories,
At night, a husband and wife were driving down a dark road that stretched through miles. There were no houses, just dead trees that seemed to stare at
The first thing she noticed was the smell. An old smell, like dust and mold, but with something underneath--something rotting somewhere dark and damp.
My friend and her parents went to Germany on holiday. This happened in about 2008. They had hired a car and were driving back from a restaurant one night
Once there was a 9 year old girl named Laurie Bolton. She lived with her foster mom Vanity and her foster sister Vanessa. She started having scary dreams
Sophie was excited about moving to her new house in the country, she was going with her mum, dad and sister called Lucy. As they drove up their new driveway
Just the other day I was walking my dog when I passed my best friend's house, so I thought I'd quickly pop in to say hi. To my surprise, when I opened
Joey had been scared to sleep alone his whole life. Even though he was now seven, he still whined to his mother about it. You need to be a big boy Joey.