It all happened when someone left the window open in the third floor bedroom. Johnny was brushing his teeth when he heard a strange noise almost like a window was open. He slowly set down his toothbrush and crept into the bedroom. He noticed the window was open and the drapes were ripped to shreds. He felt a cold chill down his spine when he felt those scrawny little hands with nails so razor sharp they could penetrate the skin with a mere poke.
He screamed and ran down the hall, down the spiral staircase and into the kitchen where he decided he was safe. He was wrong. He felt the hand again. He grabbed it, turned around, and saw Sam's smiling face right behind him.
By Seth, 6-T
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