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The Old House on St. Godson Street Part 1

“Hey, Mary are you sure you want to come?” Emily asked. Earlier Mary, Roger, Jackie, Emily, and Mat were dared to spend the night at the old house at the end of the street, it was said to still be haunted be the old man that lived there. Mr. Ronson. He was a mean old man. He died of a heart attack, in his very home.
“Um, yeah I’m coming with you guys,” Mary said, unsure.
“Well.OK then. C’mon,” Emily said. Then the five of them walked into the old house. As soon as they walked in the door slammed shut behind them. The girls shrieked.
“Relax, I’m sure it was just the wind,” Mat said. Unlike Roger, Mat was a nice boy. He was Emily’s twin brother, and hated it when she was upset.
“Or the old man’s ghost,” Roger said with a creepy voice.
“Oh cut it out Roger. There’s no such thing as ghosts,” Mat said, rolling his eyes. Roger snickered. Then they all went into a bedroom that had enough beds for all of them. They all went to sleep afterwards. Later on Mary woke up and screamed. The other 3 woke to her screams.

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