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Scary campfire stories are the best. Unfortunately, my latest is true. If you dare, tuck up and listen in. Otherwise, get me some more popcorn.
It began on a day like any other. I was painting the spare room of our new house. As I ran my roller along the wall, I noticed a hole. Peering inside, I saw nothing but black.
I wondered what to do…tape the narrow passage and cover it? Or, throw caution to the wind and investigate.
I took the lead of my adventurous side, and checked it out.
With a shake of my shoulders and crick of my neck, I stuck in my arm.
It was only a second before something took hold of my wrist. It yanked so hard, my cheek hit the wall. I screamed and scrambled to be released.
When I was finally able to withdraw my arm, there were long, deep claw marks down my forearm, seeping blood.
The morning after, I listed my new house for sale.
I’ll probably lose some money. But, it’s a small price to pay for the safety of my family.
If I’m going to live in a haunted house, I at least want the ghosts to be cordial.
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