100WC by Grace

532 Mystery Road,



5th February

Dear Ella,

I have a story. It was Saturday. I washed my hands because I just had breakfast. I got dressed. (I forgot to say I got a fringe). Then I went out to call for my friend. We went to play. We came across an abounded house. We went in. it was pitch black. We kept walking. We came across a room that the light was on, but it was flickering. We looked to are left. A man was standing there in all black. He threw  eggs at us. When we got home we told my mom.

Yours Sincerely,

Grace Rollinson.

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