FRICK
I gave into the spooky, stupid ghosts' peer pressure.
It started when I was eating a hot dog in the huge dining room. A little boy with yellow hair and what appeared to be an orange space suit and cat whiskers ran in like a weeaboo. I threw my smart hot dog at him.
He told me "you're going to become one of us, BELIEVE IT"
I rolled my eyes and said "No one cares, Naruto."
He put his hands together and did a strange motion, smoke forming around him. "BIIEEVEVVVEEEEEE IIITTRRT" and he disappeared.
I screamed.
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The Ghost House
HumorA journey of a stupid man in a stupid house, surrounded by stupid ghosts.
