Just over the street was the Blood house. For a very long time it has been considered haunted. I know why, a lot when in but none came out. Inside you can see blood everywhere and rotten rats. You can smell dead rats and smelly hairs. You can hear blood dripping.
One day I decided to go into the house with a added dare. I would go at midnight. So at midnight I went there and went inside. Suddenly I saw a range of ways to go. I took the first left. Then i took the second right. After that i took the third middle where i then came face to face with a werewolf.
He started eating my flesh and then bones and hair. All that was left on me was my blood and organs. He then went. I still lie in the house but recently the house was destroyed and my body was left. THE END.
P.S this is a diary of a dead soul.