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A large house on the end of the street it lays

Outside it three children played

Someone came up to them and asked to play,

Next thing you know they run away.........


John Reyes was a normal 13 year-old boy. His friends would play with him every
weekend. They played football, basketball, all sorts of things. John was cheerful
and jolly that afternoon....

6:16 pm - John and his friends were saying goodbye to each other. John fiddled with his pocket and reached for the key. His parents were working that day so it
was only him and his older brother. Franky. So he opened the door, threw his socks
everywhere on the floor, ignoring it. He decided to eat very early, he was addicted
to MySpace to he thought after eating He wouldnt get disturbed.
After he finished eating, he went to the toilet. It was on the lower floor of their house.(and it was really old) He heard a girl cry. Ignored it and went upstairs he heard it again. this time it seemed closer, as he went to his room it seemed that
the guy saying it is just in front of him. yet he sees noone.
This time John starts to fre4k 0ut because it was only him and his brother in that house. He went to his brother's room and before he opened through the door there
was a note. It said

-Gone out with friends,i'll be home at 11. Dinner's ready-

John was about to cry when he thought of MySpace. He quickly ran to his computer
And opened Myspace and MSN at the same time. He turned on his webcam. This
time he felt more safer because he knew someone could see him.

-Why won't you let me play?-

John pissed himself. He knew it didn't come from the webcam cause' his speakers were off. The lights suddenly disappeared. John was about to go crazy. It was total darkness.

-You should let me play....-

John covered himself up with his blanket. His teeth clattering. The voice was just beside his ear. He was sweating. He was frozen. He imagined pulling out his blanket
and seeing horrible things of EVIL. He prayed.

-The whole happened for at least 2 hours-

The next day John asked his neighbours about the 'THING' and found out that 'THING' was a child who was rejected by children. She had no friends. She was raped by a serial killer. at her birthday noone came. This event destroyed her.

The neighbour said her last words were.....

-I just wanted to play...-

THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS IF SOMEONE ASKS IF THEY COULD PLAY YOU should
LET THEM PLAY.

Hehehehehe. Thank you for reading!

Call me. heres my number = 123456789 LOL Jokez. Wanna know that kid's number? XD. I'd rather not tell you. you might end up like John who's in Mental Hospital right now. hehehehe