John anxiously paced back and forth in the living room, the air thick with uncertainty. Mary sat on the armchair, flipping through a magazine, while Emma sat cross-legged on the couch, scrolling through her phone. John's mind raced with doubts as he waited for the couple interested in buying their house to arrive.
"Are you sure this is the right thing to do, John?" Mary asked, looking up from her magazine.
"I think it's our only option," John replied, "We can't stay in this house with that... thing haunting me."
Emma chimed in, her tone playful. "I'm gonna miss watching you get hit in the balls every day, Dad," she said with a grin.
Mary rolled her eyes. "Don't worry, Emma. I'll hit him in the nuts every time he says something stupid from now on," she said, laughing.
John winced at the thought and covered his groin in fear. He couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had been plaguing him ever since he had decided to sell the house.
The tension in the room was broken as the doorbell rang. John's heart skipped a beat as he opened the door to reveal a young couple, Ethan and Olivia. They seemed excited as they stepped inside and took a quick look around.
"Wow, this place is amazing," Olivia said, admiring the high ceilings and the polished floors.
Ethan was admiring the decor when Emma suddenly tripped and fell forward, hitting her head straight into his groin.
"Aww, my balls!" Ethan cried out, collapsing to the floor in agony.
John and Mary rushed over to him while Olivia found the situation unusual and funny.
"Are you okay?" Mary asked, helping Ethan sit up.
"I think so," Ethan groaned, still holding onto his crotch. "That was a really hard hit."
John breathed a sigh of relief when he realized he was no longer the only target of the sadistic spirit.
"Sorry about that," Emma said, trying to stifle a giggle.
Ethan was writhing in pain as he sat on the couch, still holding onto his crotch. Emma could see that he was in a lot of pain, so she retrieved a pack of ice from the freezer and handed it to Ethan.
"Here, put this on," Emma said gently, handing Ethan the ice pack.
"Thank you!" Ethan replied, still wincing in pain.
Olivia couldn't help but make a joke. "Well, Ethan, I guess we won't be having any children anytime soon." Everyone in the room laughed at her joke.
Despite Ethan's accident, he and Olivia continued to show interest in the house. They were impressed by the spacious rooms, the modern kitchen, and the large backyard.
After looking around for a while, Olivia turned to John and said, "We're definitely interested in buying this house, but we're wondering why it's so cheap."
John hesitated for a moment, eyeing Ethan still clutching his ice pack, before replying, "I just got a great job opportunity in another city, so I'm in a bit of a hurry to sell it."
Ethan and Olivia exchanged a curious glance as John continued the tour without mentioning anything about the strange accidents that had occurred in the house.
As they walked through the house, Olivia was smitten with it and declared, "We love it! We'll take it!"
John smiled and felt a wave of relief wash over him. "Great, let's get started with the paperwork."
John's mind was racing as he watched Ethan and Olivia sign the paperwork. He felt a twinge of guilt every time he looked at them, but he couldn't bring himself to reveal the truth. He knew that he was transferring his curse to someone else, but the words stuck in his throat.
As they finalized the sale, John's heart rate increased with burstiness. He couldn't believe that he was actually selling the house to someone else. He knew he had to do it, but he couldn't help feeling like he was doing something wrong.
As they stepped out of the house, Olivia's cheerful voice cut through the tension. "Thanks for everything, John! We're really excited to start a new chapter here." John managed to smile weakly, but his mind was in turmoil. He watched as Emma, Mary, and himself got into the car, leaving Olivia and Ethan behind.
As Olivia waved goodbye, John felt a sense of relief that he didn't have to deal with the curse anymore. But at what cost? He had sold his problem to someone else, and he knew that he had to live with that guilt for the rest of his life.
As they drove away, John, Mary and Emma watched Ethan still moaning in pain while holding the ice pack on his groin, and they couldn't help but wonder what other accidents would happen in that haunted house.
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This was the final chapter. Every word of the above story was written by ChatGPT 3.5 after numerous prompts made by me.
This story was written in May 2023. As artificial intelligence technology advances, it will be possible to create longer, more coherent and more complex stories.
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