dangerous

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I can't believe we're actually going to the house. This place is marked as one of the most haunted places in America. I guess as soon as you walk in, you start to feel weight on your shoulders. At least according to Dwight Keen, though he's in jail because of going into this house. He spray painted an entire wall and when the police came, he spray painted them. Sounds stupid I know, but it happened. 

"Jules!" Harry yelled. He's been calling my name in a creepy voice ever since we found out we were going to this house. Oh yeah, and the name of the house is the Salvini House. We've never really done anything like this so he likes to freak me out. 

"JULES!" He yelled once more. 

"Stop calling my name like that!"

"I'm not yelling your name like anything, we need to go now!" Oops, I forgot today was the trip. *buzz* My other best friend Louis keeps texting me. He won't leave me alone. He has a major crush on Harry, but Harry has a girlfriend, I'm not exactly sure Harry's gay, but if he was, it wouldn't surprise me. He's always judging me on how I dress and he makes quite a fashion statement for himself. I have a crush myself and honestly, I wish it would go away because he's a complete douche canoe. Yes, a douche canoe, it's what I used to hear my mom say in the car when she got road rage. I guess she passed it on to me, because the only things I say anymore in the car is "You asswipe!" or "Douche canoe!". It's bad. 

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We finally got here and the first thing we see is the beautiful art by Dwight Keen. I thought it would be some typical teenage graffiti, but nope, this is amazing. It sends out such a powerful message. 

We get into the house and he was right.. there is a weight, but not the kind of weight you'd expect. I was expecting a regular weight like you're holding something, but this is something completely different. It feels as if someone is pushing my shoulders down. 

"The upstairs is right there, want to go up?" Harry asked. 

"Of course I do, just afraid of what could be up there."

"Don't be such a pussy." He snapped. Harry's' been very tense lately and I don't know what's gotten into him. He's been blowing me off to go to one of his other friend's house and honestly, I'm salty about it. I feel like he has a secret girlfriend or something because the other day he came over and had a hickey on his neck. I mean, I can't say I'm any better, but he's my best friend, and he needs to tell me the truth. 

Hi guys! So I want you to know that my name isn't actually Ellie Martin. its's emily. The only reason I changed it, is because i have some friends on here, and I don't want them to know it's me. (None of them like Harry and I'm offended.) 

I'll update very soon! Love you all! 

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