Wednesday 9 September 2015

Mystery #3

The sound from the stairs got louder and creeper every second with my eyes crying I decided to scream I ran out of the house as fast as I could and ran to my special swing. I wasn't winding I was just sitting there when the swing just started to move I jumped off my swing that wasn't special anymore and climbed up my tree house. I hoped nothing was bad up there I quietly drawer on my art wall.

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