![]() ![]() When the father got back he said, "Here you go. He just gazed upon the family photos that were hung nicely on the wall. While the father went to the kitchen, Lamarr looked around the living room. "Um, hot chocolate will do." lamarr said in a nervous voice. ![]() Lamarr asked if they had any warm beverages, the father said, "Yes, would you like some tea, coffee, or hot chocolate?" "Sure." Replied the father, and he stepped aside. "Hello sir, may I come in?" Lamarr asked cautiously Lamarr wandered onto their front porch and rang the doorbell. He had never expected this to have appeared. His father died when he was 5-years-old, and his mother never really had that good of a connection with him. When he was in the forest, he was hoping to find a pet or something. He was a miserable boy, he never knew anyone and he feared death. They were almost a perfect family, until one night, a boy from town stumbled upon it. It was bought by a family, the Henderson's, and they lived there for a long time. The tale was, the house was built in the 1800's. You never knew about the house's history. "Yes, electricity!" you said out loud, but noticing that your voice broke a silence that was never supposed to be broken. Not a single piece of dust lay on anything, not even the bookshelves. And the table, it too was in brand new condition. The bed was made absolutely fantastic, not a ripple on it. Surprisingly, it was the only thing that looked 'up to date' in this dump. After all the unpleasant sights, you find a door. You could see the the boards that supported the upper-level, but they had been chewed on by the termites. The wallpaper peeled and was no longer making the place look nice. But all you could find was old, tattered photos and curtains. in some ways.Īfter scanning the house for a few seconds, you finally check around. None the less, it was better than outside. In fact, they looked like just a pile of wood planks. The walls had deteriorated, and the stairs were almost rendered useless. Instantly you noticed that this house had been rotting in this forest for decades. ![]() You finally made the decision that there was no one in there, and you went in. You knocked politely and waited for a few seconds before trying again. When you got to the front door, it had a doorbell. The house was slightly lit and had comforting "Welcome" to it. This was the only thing you had seen for miles and it was getting colder and colder. It was an old-fashioned house with an odd paint to it. The only thing that kept you going, was the thought of finding something worth the trouble.įinally, after traveling for hours you found a house. There was no sign of sunrise, and you were starving. The trail seemed to have been stretched for miles. Curiosity got the best of you, and you decided to head deeper. There was the option to head back to civilization, or the option to head deeper into the forest. You were given a flashlight and a choice. Not knowing who you were or what you were doing there, you acted on instinct. I felt like my life depended on it.It happened again, you awoke in a dark forest. I wanted to find out what was going on, I wanted to find the animals and that /thing./ I wanted to know. I felt a sense of adventure and secrecy come over me, like if I were to tell someone what I saw the entire adventure would be ruined. Something in the videos struck a cord with me I found them terrifying, disturbing, yet so beautiful and hypnotizing.
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