me and my friend have a wired hobby, exploring haunted house's i no it's wired but it's fun. the last haunted house we explored, we died went like this, "hey did you here" "no, c'mon let's keep going" "NO I AM LEAVING" "loser" as walk out the door in shame i hear screaming "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" run back inside and there is a sign it says "your next" i turn around and the doors are walls i turn back and there is a man there with a mask "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" and he killed me and thats how i died
Arnold and I were walking through the IKEA bedroom section. We were chatting when a noise came from a pile of toys. “Blah, Blah, Blah.” Was the only thing I could hear. “Shh! Hear that?” “I didn’t hear anything.” “Arnold, there’s a noise coming from the toy pile. Come on, there might be something, or someone, under it!” I said. I started digging through the toys crazily. Arnold joined in and soon there was a crying bay in our hands. A mother rushed forward to take the child. “Thank you.” Were the baby’s first words, and they were for us.
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