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Jae- The nonexistant
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On the corner of the street sits a house. Many think the house is haunted. But one girl disagrees, even though the missing people and blood is suspicious. Rumor even says an alligator has been seen on the ground. But determined to prove she was not scared, one girl says she'll spend two whole days in the 'Dark House'. That's the name the neighborhood has given this haunted house. She's all packed and ready, everyone in the neighborhood is anxious to see if she can be different. Because no one has ever made it out alive, and their bodies have never been found...
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Areiz glanced back at her foster parents. They tried to hide the smirks on their face, but she didn't care. She adjusted her backpack and looked up the path ahead where The Dark House stood. The jeers from the other kids just rolled right off her. "See you in two days!" She said calmly to the neighborhood before starting up the stone path, her icy blue eyes glued to the front door, her black hair framing her dark tan face like a photo. Her black backpack almost looked like it was connected to her black all-weather jacket and her black jeans, but was a stark contrast to her snow-white shirt. Her face was emotionless and she reached the door. She extended a soft hand and knocked, the sound echoing loudly around the house as she opened the door. "Hello?" She called, her voice soft like a summer breeze, but her tone showed she was tired. Closing the door behind her, the flashlight in her hand illuminating the room, Areiz stepped forward to explore the room. "I'm just visiting for two days, then I'll be gone. They think you're mean and scary, but I think you aren't. I think you just need some company." She said, seemingly talking to the house itself, but the message was directed to whatever might be in the house itself.
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Areiz glanced back at her foster parents. They tried to hide the smirks on their face, but she didn't care. She adjusted her backpack and looked up the path ahead where The Dark House stood. The jeers from the other kids just rolled right off her. "See you in two days!" She said calmly to the neighborhood before starting up the stone path, her icy blue eyes glued to the front door, her black hair framing her dark tan face like a photo. Her black backpack almost looked like it was connected to her black all-weather jacket and her black jeans, but was a stark contrast to her snow-white shirt. Her face was emotionless and she reached the door. She extended a soft hand and knocked, the sound echoing loudly around the house as she opened the door. "Hello?" She called, her voice soft like a summer breeze, but her tone showed she was tired. Closing the door behind her, the flashlight in her hand illuminating the room, Areiz stepped forward to explore the room. "I'm just visiting for two days, then I'll be gone. They think you're mean and scary, but I think you aren't. I think you just need some company." She said, seemingly talking to the house itself, but the message was directed to whatever might be in the house itself.