It's Friday the 13th. And i am home alone. At three AM. Coincidence? I think not. I sit there, waiting for something to happen. I decide to take a bath. I sit there, still waiting, waiting. Suddenly I hear a noise coming from downstairs. Why am I not surprised, its Friday the 13th.. I go downstairs carefully, expecting something would jump out. When I reached the living room, a beeping sound made me jump. The TV had suddenly turned on, as loud as ever, on a show that I have never seen before. And that's saying something, as I get so bored sometimes I check out random shows. 666? That's.. weird.. I tried turning the TV off. Nothing happened. I guessed the remote was out of batteries, so I went back upstairs to get some batteries. I pulled the knob on the storage room, but it wouldn't budge. I tried again, this time pulling harder. Still nothing. I tried it on my mom's room. Still nothing. The sudden realization froze me. I am locked out of my own room! still nothing. Nothing. My house was full of nothingness. For the first time in just about forever, I was creeped out. I felt like I was living in a horror movie. Suddenly, something flashed in front of me. I reached out my phone to call police. It was dead. None. No battery. Nothing. Just about when I was going to put my phone back, a bright light flashed on it. I took it back out. Blood..? No. No, just no. This can't be happening, no... Something grabbed me. I screamed.
Everything went black.
welp, I tried. Hope you enjoyed! Happy Friday the 13th! mwahahaha.....
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