Saturday Stuff

Painful Memories

I stared.

“Wow. That house is small. And old … and ugly,” my friend said.

I swallowed.

“Are you ready?”

I shivered.

We walked up the stairs and across the porch, being careful to avoid the rotting planks.

The door creaked as we pushed it open.

I heard rustling from deep within the bowels of the dark house.

“Rats,” my buddy whispered.

I shuddered.

My buddy walked through the door. “Ready?”

I whimpered.

My tormentor grabbed my shirt and yanked me forward; I tripped over my feet.

The chair dominated the small room.

“Weird,” said my friend. “Why does that chair have barbed wire?”

I fainted.

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