I walked through the old dusty hall way looking for any signs of Ben. I was creeped out being here, I hoped to find him soon. I knew his friends were no good, daring him to go here.
"Ben!" I called.
"Emma!" I heard in the next room.
I quickly ran but all I saw was his red cap on the ground and a bowl of candy. I was horrified and scared. I ran out of the house as fast as I could. But as I ran, the hallway stretched more. I finally ran into a huge mass of cobwebs. I heard laughter and the lights go out. My scream filled the air
. . . . . .
The next morning me and my brother's face was on the front of the newspaper. Murdered was the headline. What's the story on the house? Candy maker shot and killed in the house. Body never found. Come steal some candy. I dare you...
-Emma
Sorry I couldn't resist writing a story!! Love ya all!!
-<5Paigerz
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