I walked crosses in caged me there was no were to go I tried jump over one off the crosses it just grow I saw a gap I sprinted and luckily got out. Dead trees look like they was grabbing me this felt like a dream I know it wasn’t though.

Fog surrounded its secret, it did not want to let anyone look in it I need to get in it I battled it I kick down the door hinges went flying I now that there was some think in there that wood change the world for good people say this is a haunted house it is.

There was picture frames every where of a family I don’t what family it is what was that sound the photo frame got knocked off the wall glass it was a ghost there was one more room down stairs the kitchen footstep after footstep rotten beef I opened the frig suddenly, the door smashed it didn’t touch the fingers is place is danger.