8º ano B

A Laugh at Dawn

By Andre Kanni Jake Holt is a 35 years old, sad and lonely American supermarket cashier, newcomer to Kansas City, who has just received as an inheritance from his missing and presumed dead uncle, an old and destroyed house on the outskirts of the city.

Jake moved into this house in search of a new life, a better, happier life, away from the problems that haunted him in his old city. He was looking for a fresh start. He arrived in the city happily, waiting for a start over, so as soon as he arrived at his new home he explored the entire place. And after making sure he had written down in his notebook everything he needed to make the house look brand new, and according to his taste, he went shopping.

Taking his job into account, Jake didn't have the best budget for the renovation, so he went to a very cheap building supply store to finish the renovation as quickly as possible, but he still couldn't get close to half he needed to make his new home "acceptable".

The next morning, Jake woke up determined to be a better person, so as soon as he changed and had a delicious breakfast, he hired a bricklayer to start the renovation, since he was not in the least bit fit and was unable to transform his home into something spectacular.

After preparing for the rest of his day, Jake went to work at the supermarket; He definitely had no fun at work and earned a minimum wage, but at least his salary was enough to pay the bills and still spend a little in...

Jake dedicated his first weekend in his new home to renovate his house, along with 4 more bricklayers, and so they made good progress on the way to the expected result. As he was new at the city and didn't know anyone, Jake decided to try to make a friend in a park near his home. But the park was not very beautiful, so it did not attract many people of his age, only some elderly people who liked to walk with their dogs and walking groups. Due to the great uphill and uphill paths, it sometimes called the attention of some cyclists. But unfortunately, the only person Jake knew, that actually spent time talking to him, was a homeless man who was feeding some birds.

To make his social situation even worse, Jake was robbed on his way home from work on a cloudy and cold day, losing his wallet and his car keys, which only cost about US $ 5000. But it was a Japanese sports car of the ‘90s that was not very common to see on the streets, especially

since Jake had invested more than $ 1000 in the car, to compete in clandestine races during the night to make extra money.

Jake had a habit of watching television and playing video games until dawn, and at about 1 am one morning Holt heard a baby laugh from inside his house. However, when he realized that the laughing was not coming from the TV, he went around the house in search of the laughing but found nothing and after the laughing stopped he decided to go to sleep.

This happened for a few nights in a row and, uncomfortable with that fact, he went to his neighbor next door to ask if she had babies, and her answer was positive. But when commenting about his experience at dawn, the woman revealed that her children always go to sleep early, and never laugh at night.

A few days later, while working as a cashier at the supermarket, an old lady asked him if he was the new resident of the old house at the end of the street. He answered yes, the old woman looked at him with an astonished face. Jake asked her why she asked him if he was living in the old and destroyed house, and she replied that bad things had happened in that house a few years ago, and so he decided to meet her to discuss the matter.

The following afternoon, they met at a local library, and in that afternoon, Jake was shocked by the story that the elderly woman told him. She said that a few years ago, in that home, a family of 3 people lived, composed of a man, the dead bodies of a woman and baby, and a man tied up. The case report said the baby's death was caused by a sledgehammer, which was used to crush the skull and brain, and the woman was killed by nine holes in a drill with a twenty-centimeter tip, and she was still trapped in the victim's body when it was found.

The tied man was found with bruises and bleeding cuts, tied to a chair, and passed out. When he woke up in the hospital two days later, he was questioned by the police, but the man reported that he broke into his home and was soon wiped out by one of the invaders. And Jake also found out that the man who got his wife and baby murdered was his uncle.

Even after weeks of investigation, the police were unable to find anyone responsible for the crime, so they dismissed the case. Terrified by his uncle's story, and thinking about the dead baby´s ghost laughing during the night, Jake said goodbye to the friendly elderly woman who traumatized him and returned home.

Less than a week later, a "for sale" sign could already be seen at the entrance to the house. And Jake Holt, haunted by his home's past,

decided to move not only home or neighborhood, but also city. Now he lives a normal life in Chicago.

New House

By Bruna Vedana

It was a family that had just moved in just before the holidays, a father, a mother and a 5-year-old little girl, the parents were very happy with the house and got used to it quickly.

Some time had passed and the holidays had come and they decided to spend a week in a house on the lake. Before leaving they emptied the fridge, closed all the doors of the house, locked the door and left. They had a very happy and relaxing week but soon the time had come for them to return.

They came back unlocked the doors and went to the rooms to pack, the men noticed that the door to his daughter's room and the door to the guest rooms were open and the father had sworn that he had the doors

closed but his wife said that he should have forgotten and it was just a mistake but the father swore that he did not.

The girl's weeks of school had just started along with her mother's work so they woke up for coffee and her mother took her to class and went to work. As she returned home with her daughter she noticed that her husband was no longer there, and then she saw a note in the fridge saying that he had tired of her and would run away It was so strange so suddenly and she started crying and went to her room. A while later her daughter went to her room and said that she had seen a man in the kitchen going there, and the woman said that it had been something of her imagination After much reflection, the mother decided to move in with her daughter because the house was too big and the bills were coming too high and she couldn't pay them anymore they packed their bags and went to a small apartment in the center of town ideal for them both Five years later the girl had married and was very happy with her husband and daughter, and one fine day when she turned on the TV she saw a news item with a picture of her house, "good morning, today the local police discovered the location of a murderer who has been wanted for five years, our information says that he had stayed in the basement of the house while several people moved and left and that the police suspect that the murderer killed anyone who suspected something and put it in the freezer, we have the total of ten people dead".

I Shouldn't Have Thrown Him Out of the House

By Bruno Nascimento I couldn’t stay in that house anymore. All nights, I’d wake up and check if the house was normal, because the strange noises were constant.

Steps on the stairs, dishes broken, lights turning on, and in all of the time that I have lived in this house, I swear to God I have closed more doors than opened.

I had to go away, I needed to move, but I didn’t have any money.

And who would want to buy this house? And I remember that day as the most horrible day that I’ve lived.

It was 7am, and I woke up stressed, because I’d had a really bad nightmare. The only one thing that I remembered was that I was in the car with Suzie (my baby), but I wasn’t normal, I was… sweaty I don’t know exactly, and I heard a voice, a familiar voice…, but I woke up. But these nightmares aren’t special for me now, I'm already used, Every other night I’ve bad dreams.

I did my usual morning exercises, walked, stretched, and came home at lunch. I didn't have many options, so I took 3 eggs from the fridge, and made 2 omelets, one for me and one for Suzie only, because my husband left us when she was born.

It was kinda nice. I took the plates, and I started to wash the dishes. But suddenly, Suzie started to cough, and it wasn’t a common

cough, she was coughing up blood. I panicked, I started to despair. So I said “Suzie, wait here, Mommy is going to buy some medicine for you, and don’t do anything!”. I’d never run so fast, and in 7 seconds I was in the drugstore. “Hey you there! I urgently need a cough medicine! Here, you can keep the change”, “Here, take this, but listen, you shouldn't have thrown him out of the house”, “Wha..., what the f, I need to go!”.

“Hey Suzie”, take a water glass an…, Suzie?, Suzie where are you?, SUZIE WHERE ARE YOU!?!?” my baby disappeared, she was in the living room there was not even a minute. But there was a note on the table.

“Look at the gas station, idiot” I opened the door, and there she was, in the arms of a man, who works in the gas station, asking for help.

“IT’S MY DAUGHTER!! WHAT SHE IS DOING HERE?!?!”, “I don’t know, I was washing a car, and suddenly she appeared, just here…, take a taxi, and go to the nearest hospital”. “Here you, leave me in the nearest hospital”, when I was entering the car, I heard the man laughing, what a stupid... Suzie was covered in blood, and didn't move much.

We were almost arriving at the hospital, only a few meters away.

“Go ahead, but clean the car” said the cabby, “Ok, I’ll clean your car, just wa…”, “I’m not talking to you”, “What?”. I felt a chill, and I started to sweat. So I heard a voice, “You shouldn't have thrown me out of the house, but you’ll not return there…” and before I could turn around, two hands had catched my head, and broked my neck.

All my parents get shocked when I tell this story, including other people, famous people, like Micheal Jackson, Tim Maia, Elvis...

The Doll

By Eduardo BrandĂŁo In all the time I lived in this house, I swear to God I closed more doors than I opened, I think I'm going crazy, but I always think there's someone looking at me through the doorways, when I'm sleeping, I see shadows, but when I I get up, there's nobody there.

I've lived here for five years, and nothing strange ever happened, but 3 months ago I received a box with just my name on it. I didn't believe what I saw.

Inside the box, there was a Voodoo doll, with several needles stuck inside it, in the doll's face, there was a 3X4 photo of me, I immediately threw the box with the doll in the trash. But 15 minutes later, she was on the counter in my kitchen, I checked the security cameras in the house, and there was nothing, I was really scared. I thought it was just a bad joke at first, but as time went by I saw that it was really serious.

I got desperate and started looking on the internet for what I could do to stop this doll from bothering me. I read that I should burn the object along with the box, because if I did that I could be releasing the spirit present in the object, and once and for all, releasing me from this curse. I prepared everything, and when it was exactly 3:00 AM I set the object on fire, until ashes were left. After that, events stopped for a week.

I really don't think it worked. Now the noise, the opening of doors getting more and more frequent, it seems that what got stuck inside the doll, had more power. Earlier today, in the middle of my room, there was an adult standing in front of me, and he was eating a crow, there was blood in his mouth and the same liquid dripped on the floor. It really scared me, I didn't believe what I was seeing, and I thought it could just be in my head, but I was sure it was real when, there were 4 people of different sizes standing in front of my house, they had no eyes, it looked like a family with parents and two children. when I went to bed that night, I had difficulty falling asleep, but when I finally managed to sleep, I saw that family again, but there was something different, because the guy who was in my room that day was with the family, they seemed, and even without eyes, I could see the insanity in his features.

I got up immediately, and in a desperate act of escape, I ran over to my car keys, which were in the garage, managed to get to my vehicle, and after driving quickly, in the back seat of my car, were both children after that, I ended up losing control of the steering wheel, and hit a pole. I was hurt, but I wouldn't let those things catch me, I ran as fast as I could, but stopped at a bridge, where I found myself cornered by the beings that haunted me was not ready to lose. There was a way out, jump from there. So that's what I did. In my last moments, I realized that they were smiling. That was what they wanted.

The Baby Laughter

By Gianna Flores I remember clearly. It was a winter cold night and I was alone in my new house, in downtown city. As I used to do every Monday, after I watched my favorite TV show in the living room, I brushed my teeth, put on my pajama and got to bed after a long day of work. It was about 11pm. I fell asleep as soon as I laid my head on the pillow.

In the middle of the night, I woke up, hearing a low distant sound that seemed like baby laughter. I checked my clock, it was 1am. At that moment I was so tired and sleepy that I couldn’t realize if it was a dream or for real, so I returned to my sleep.

The next day, I got home from my job late, so I took a quick shower, had dinner watching TV and went to bed. Strangely, at 1am I woke up hearing a baby laughter again. I was a little puzzled, because I used to live alone in the house and I don’t have children, but I thought that I had forgotten to turn off the TV before going to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up and went directly to the living room, to check if the TV was on, because I was very curious. It wasn’t on. After that, I went to my work with the mysterious sound in my mind. I couldn’t stop thinking of what that baby laughter could be. At night I went to sleep feeling a little frightened and with a bad feeling. As in the last two nights, I woke up at the same time, hearing the same baby laughter. This time I was really frightened and I decided to investigate this.

I jumped off the bed and started to follow the sound. As I was leaving my room and going downstairs, the sound seemed more close and my legs started to shake because I was terrified. When I reached the kitchen, I discovered that the sound was coming from the basement. I took a deep breath and opened the drawer to look for a sharpened knife and started to go downstairs to the basement. As soon as I reached at the last step and touched the doorknob the baby laughter stopped instantly. I opened the door and saw something that made me feel extremely scared. There was a little baby rattle on the floor next to the mark of two little bloody hands. I started to look for a hurt baby all over the house, but I couldn’t find anything.

I decided to call the police, but when I took my phone, I thought that maybe they would accuse me of hurting a little baby. So I gave up the idea and I went back to the basement to clean the place and kept the rattle in my pocket.

I started to search the internet for missing babies in my neighborhood, unsuccessfully. When I was about to give up for my search, I saw a web site that drew my attention. It’s name was “The worst crimes in downtown”. I clicked on the web site and started to look for information. I found a story about a woman that killed her own baby daughter and was diagnosed with mental disorders because she used to hear the dead girl laughing at night. I was shocked with the similatures. In the bottom of the web page there were two pictures of the murdered child. When I opened the first, I freezed. The little girl was holding a rattle. I took out of my pocket the rattle that I had found in my basement. They were just the same. With my terrified shaking hands, I clicked on the second picture. I almost fainted when I saw the woman and the baby in front of their house where the crime took place in 1980. It was my house. Sundely, all the lights and my computer turned off. It couldn’t be happening!! I was shaking and completely wet from sweat. At this moment, I turned on my phone light and could see blood running down the stairs. I looked up and saw the same dead baby girl laughing on the top of the stairs. I tried to scream, but I had no voice. Without thinking twice, I took my car key and ran out the house as fast as I could and never went back there again.

Ten years have passed since that, but my sleeping nights are still uncomfortable, because I still feel frightened, especially at 1am.

The Bar

By Giovanna Almeida I don't know how to start this story, I saw a lot of people saying terrible things about this event, but just me, only I know the truth. I work in an old bar in Bronk, we don't have a lot of movement but it still works, you know just 10 cups, some whisky, and wine.

I'm sorry we don't have wine anymore, Jorge hasn't been in the wine barrel room in about 12 years, since you know, that happened.

I commented that we don't have a lot of movement, well that's right but we used to have a customer whose name was something like Gregor‌ Gregory! He came here every day after work, he works in the pet shop in the next corner Gregory came right after 9:30 pm he drank two and a half glasses of whisky, he paid and ran scared up to the wine room, I always wondered what was down there.

There was a gang called “​Pierced Snakes” ​. They charged him $ 178 every night and I never knew why, they always dragged him out while he was unconscious in the back of his apartment . When the day turned Gregory woke up in his bed not remembering when he went to sleep and went to the bar again to try to find what happened at the bar and woke up again in his bed.

On the 18th day that this was happening and I didn't know why one man of the gang realized that I aware of something and lifted the jacket off his arm… at this exact moment I dropped the glass I have in my hand, it wasn't the Pierced snakes it was the Pierced electric snakes the gang that I attended when I was younger.

These people used to work in the pet shop but when they are fired they kill those animals and make another one who had drunk and put the crime in his name soon make them pay, leave these people unconscious and parts of them are spread out being porters to set up the plan better.

It lasts about 1 month, they put products to make people unconscious in the air conditioning of the wine room. This was the reason for using these masks. A large part of the group doesn't know that I recognize them and doesn't know that at the end of this month after 30/31 days of inhaled product you sleep and don't wake up anymore.

He's down here along with 6 more inside the barrels, search for men with a tattoo of an electric snake with an black arrow, and stay away.

By Ian Almeida In all of the time that I have lived in this house, I swear to God I have closed more doors than opened.

It all started on a certain day, when I decided to move to a house that was close to the most sinister neighborhood in the city and that had not been there for over 20 years.

It was a rainy day at night when I went to settle in, it was a big house, it had a small kitchen with 3 doors, a huge hall with 14 doors, two bathrooms with 1 door and a room at the end of the hall with 1 door.

What bothered me the most in that house was a room I didn't tell you about, it was on this last door and had a 20-door design and also had an old television written 20 years ago ... and that which was written meant

20 years ago that nobody entered that house. After visiting this sinister room, I was bothered by how many doors were open, so I closed all 20 and went to sleep because it was too late. The next day, I woke up early and went to work in an office near that house. After a long time on a tiring day in that office, I returned to the house at 8 pm. Soon I came across the 20 doors open again and I was even more scared, so again I closed them all and went to bed. I was so scared that I slept a lot and woke up only at 8 pm, and I only woke up because again I heard a sinister noise in the hall, and guess what 20 doors were open. So I was thinking and studying about it and I came to the conclusion after several days that everything was making sense, there were 20 doors that opened at 8 pm and hadn't entered that house in 20 years, and that's why I shouted, "this is it the curse of the 20 doors ".

After 20 seconds I heard a very strange noise in the sinister room that I was in, I looked to the side and the door locked me in the room and by knowledge, I was the 20 person to be missing in that house. After that, they ​never heard my name again and neighbors even commented that they saw the 20 doors open again.

Take Me, Please

By Isabella Chiang I remember that it was a quiet and not so sunny morning, I woke up and made my bed. When I was going downstairs, I saw something closing my room door, but I had just woken up, so I hadn't seen anything very clearly. After breakfast my sister, Mia, was going downstairs a little bit nervous, but I didn't understand why exactly.

"Are you alright? - I asked."

"Yep, I just don't know how I can live here with you."

Mia was recently widowed. It was not my fault. One month ago, I was a little drunk because of my friend's party, John came with me because he wanted to "protect his wife's little sister", but it was so unnecessary. That night ocurried a shootout with the police because one of the guests had a gun and he was wanted for three years. One of the

bullets was going to reach me when John saved me, but the bullet reached John's chest. When my sister arrived that night, it was too late.

My sister was so consumed by the rage that she blamed me every day, because she can’t blame someone that is dead.

"Sorry..."

"Bye, I have to go to work. " I was so curious about what Mia was doing upstairs, that I went to her room to see what she was doing and why she was nervous. Under her bed I found a book, a very old book. The last page had some marks with a post its, highlighter… No. She was not reading that. I read the part with highlighter, and I could not believe it.

My sister was reading a book that was talking about dead people and how they still are in our lives. Until this part okay, but after the book was saying that when people die, their feelings change. It turns opposite, the person that you used to love, after death, you start to hate her. And in the last part was saying that your soulmate will never stop looking after you, until a soul comes with him.

At night I asked my sister about that crazy book and that was not one of the best conversations…

"So now you are entering my bedroom?"

"You are my sister, so I have a type of permission! I can not believe that you are reading this crazy book!"

"It is real! After John's death, I started to hear some noises at night, in the morning and even at work!"

"You are crazy."

"Excuse me? " "You heard very well what I said "- I shouted back.

That discussion was going to continue for a long time, but suddenly, we both heard a sound coming from upstairs. I just stared that book, and started thinking an explanation for the misterius sound.

- It's today.

- What? - I asked.

- Today is the first full moon after John's death.

- And? - He is coming to get me.

I couldn't believe what happened that night. Just in front of us was John. Now he was a type of a ghost, but didn't have time to see him so well, because after one blink, he was with his hand at my body.

Everything happened so fast, but my sister instinct was faster. I jumped in front of my sister, because I knew that he was going to get her soul.

- Take me!

After everything, I guess, it was the correct thing to do. The last words I heard was of my sister asking why I was breathing so heavily. I wasn't.

I guess that she didn't notice that I had jumped in front of her so John could get my soul instead of hers. Now I guess I'm not who I used to, one because I am seeing my dead body in a coffin and two, because my sister can't see me.

I Was Breathing So Heavily

By Livia Pinto Kevin and his girlfriend (Emily) were buying a new house because they were going to leave together. They found the perfect house, with 2 rooms (one for the couple and the second room for the baby they were planning to have). When Kevin and Emily bought the house it was all fine, the bathroom was in perfect condition, but when they moved to the house, something strange was happening.

One day the man went to his mother’s house, and his girlfriend stayed in the new home alone, one thirty minutes after Emily called Kevin saying that there was someone in their house, he said to her to relax, and probably was nothing, but ten minutes later she called again saying the same thing.

“Baby…”

“What?”

“Someone is calling me!”

“WHAT?” Listen…

“Emily I am not hearing anything.”

“Shhh… You heard?”

“No” “How?” “I need to turn off…”

“NO NO NO”

“I am sorry…”

“KEVIN!” “Byeee I love you” He realized that it started to stay at night and with no sign of Emily, so Kevin decided to go home. When he arrived, Kevin started to call her name. No one answers so he went to their room, and she was there but she was under the covers, reaping to be quiet so Kevin called her: “Baby?” - No answer-Emily…- When I raised the covers she got scared.

“Oh, its you, I am relieved” “What's..what's happened?”

“They are going to listen to you! BE QUIET!” “Who?” “They!”

“Lets go to sleep and tomorrow we are going to resolve this all okay?”

“Okay” “Thanks, now relax and sleep.”

“Good night” “Good night.”

When they woke up it was all good, she was normal, but when they were watching a film she asked why I was breathing so heavily. Kevin wasn't, so he said to they leave now but when Kevin and Emily was leaving all the doors closed, the TV started to do some noises, Emily started to cry, Kevin asked to her why she was crying, she answered Kevin and said about voices and she is listening to someone calling her, he started to be scared, Kevin looked around, he didn't see anyone but when Kevin looked to Emily again, she wasn’t there, the TV came back normal, the doors opened. I called the police, she disappeared, they looked all over the house, she wasn't there.

4 years later, Kevin was driving his car like a normal day, he passed in front of the house where his ex girlfriend disappear, and he saw Emily in the wall with a spooky smiley waving, but when he looked at the street again, a car was very fast towards him, so the man turned the car with everything and hit a pole and died.

The Curse

By Lucas Amaral It has been 8 years since I stopped sleeping. Some may say that this is a gift that I received, some may say that now I can do whatever I want now without fear. But this is only a curse that the old man hexed on me. The horrible, painful curse of, as I call it, reset.

I think it was on March 13th. I was walking on a street with my parents, when they said they needed to meet someone, so I had to wait in front of the house. I was a nine years old boy, so of course I started to become tired of waiting for them, so I decided to try to find a game store, so I could see if there was anyone that I liked, and maybe my father would buy it for me. I was looking at the showcase when, suddenly, this creepy old man walked to me and said “Can you help me take these bags to my house? I promise it won't take too much�

I was instructed to deny any requests from strangers, so as I was supposed to do, I just said “I’m sorry, I can’t help you now. I’m waiting for my parents and..”

“Don’t worry about this, you’ll be here before they come back from whatever they are” I don't know why, but for some reason he seemed to be such a great man. Helping him wouldn’t be a problem, and mom and dad were going to stay there for a long time, so I opted to help him. It didn’t take long for me to notice I would regret this decision for my entire life. We got into a dead end, and the man abruptly put some sort of a cloth moistened with something, that immediately made me unconscious.

When I woke up, I was already at home, and for some reason it was six o’clock. Maybe the old man didn’t put me asleep, and I fainted for some reason, I thought at first. I got out of bed, when I looked at the calendar on my phone.

It was March 13th. Again. And again. Until today. 17853 reset until now, seeing everything one more time.

The Mannequin’s House

By Lucas Bastos Its all started in 1980 in Chicago when my grandpa died; leaving his legacy, my granpa´s house key , after that i had the idea of moving to my grandpa’s house, because i was very poor and lived in a very small apartment and moving to my grandpa's house would improve my situation. I started the change packing all my things, it wasn't too difficult, after that i called a taxi, and went to minnesota when my grandpa lived, was a long trip to minnesota.

When i arrived the taxi left me in a taxi point in the center of the city its already night and all the stores were closed; So i don't have a place to ask for information, and ask the location of my grandpas house, as i didnt know how i get to the house i was walking into the city to know better and to see if anyone was awake at this time, i walked walked walked until i see a bakery, and i decided to sleep there. i wake up with someone calling me, when i opened my eyes i see a old lady she looked me and said: “hi i am the owner of the bakery you need something ?

I answered” “yes i need to know where is my grandpa house, i think is the furthest house of this city.”

“oh the house of the mister antenor, just walking in this earth road for half hour and then you will arrive.” “oh thank you.” i followed the type of the old lady and after half of hour i arrived in the gate of my grandpa house, i took the key in the backpack and opened the gate; when i opened the gate i saw a big house, with a garden in front. I passed the garden and opened the big door in front of the house, when i entered the house was clean, so i up the floors to left my bag in the bedroom, after that i went to see the house, i already walking for ten minutes when i hear footsteps in the room , when i opened this room i see a lot of mannequins, it is very stranger , so i go to bed because i was tired. in the next day i wake up and see a lot of mannequins in my bedroom, this is so scared, so i closed the door, and left the house to go to the market, when i arrived i see more mannequins in the kitchen, so i closed the kitchen door, i think someone was joked with me; until the night when i was watching tv in the left room , i saw something running in the room when i turned it was a mannequin, holding a knife, i was so scared so i locked all the doors and ran out of this horror house, when i out of the house i think "In all of the time that I have lived in this house, I swear to God I have closed more doors than opened."...

I Never Go to Sleep But I Keep Waking Up

By Lucca Paiva Hello, my name is Tyler, I have had problems with sleep for a while, today I have been without sleep for three months, everyone thinks I am crazy or really possessed, but we will get to that part later, well it all started when I was having a day just like all the others, but on my way out of work I passed out and when I woke up I was in the hospital my manager said I had a seizure and that it had been two days since I was in a coma and I was already free to go home, so I came back it was 23:46 and my work was delayed so I decided to do it and then sleep, I did it more and then I went to bed I didn't fall asleep and when I came across it had already been 5 hours that I was trying to sleep, right after everything it started to get weird as every day i didn't sleep anymore i woke up with injuries lying in the bathtub, this started to repeat itself until the injuries got more intense and painful, the months passed and i had my whole body hurt. I already know what I'm going to do about it, if the priest can get anything out of me, everything will be much more ahead, only if he says I'm crazy, I'll decide to go to a better place. I went to the priest this Tuesday and told him everything that was happening to me during these three months and he said that the chances of me being possessed were high but that I would have depression were more likely, I explained to him again that I had not done any of those things because my weight in the conscience would be high, but then he went to see my soul to make sure that there were not two, but there were two souls even I was right all the time, and said he needed to take it away from me right now, me I lay down and he went to get the candles and call other priests, when they came back they locked the door and came towards me and made the demon leave inside me, he said that I had to go back there every month to see if he hadn’t come back then after that i never had any trouble sleeping and that was my story, but only one thing is missing which soul the priest expelled from the body? they'll never know it's me, but Tyler is gone ...

By Luiz Campos On January 26, In Orlando, I bought a new house, I was so happy, I worked a lot to buy this house for me, only for me. I arrived at my house at 8:00pm, The first thing that I did in the house was sleep. When I woke up I saw all the doors opened, I thought that was the wind and I remembered that I picked my cell phone before I sleep and I didn't know where was it, two hours later I saw my cell phone with a lot of apps that I hate, for example, tiktok, in this moment I think that have a little girl in this house and this girl used my phone and opened all the doors. I decided to go to a supermarket to buy the things of my house. I bought a lot of things from my house and the price was so high, after paid I saw a lot of dolls at my supermarket car, the girl again! After these days I hired a person who will pay attention to this girl while I sleep.When I woke up Jonas said that he saw a little girl walking in the house, and opening all the doors. After this information we created a plan, we put a bucket on the door (in all the doors) and when she opened the door she will stay on the bucket. After organized the plan I went to the bakery to eat my breakfast, after ate I saw the price of the breakfast (1000), I asked her why this is the price, she showed me what I ate, 50 pancakes, 15 sausages and 20 fini. After this I concluded that a person was in my front.

During my afternoon I worked a lot, I was so happy because it was my final work, when I revised my work I noticed that a lot of letters have changed, like "I love dolls", "buy for me more dolls and pancakes". When

the night came, I red a book and slept, at 4:00 pm I listened a bucket and a girl crying, in this moment I run to the place that I listened this, after lift the bucket I talked with the girl, I asked why she is doing this thing, she sad that hate me, and all my family (she didn't say why she hate my family) and when I picked up the bucket‌

Facing My Biggest Fear

By Luize Oliveira Today, I am going to tell a story that changed my life. It all started when I was in my twenties and I moved to Scotland. I rented a house to spend two years while I was studying. It was a great deal because it was not expensive and close to my college. But, there was a problem. The house was really old. Let me describe it to you! The house had a deck, a garden, five bedrooms, and the wall colors were faded and white. And when I first entered the house, I felt something different, a sensation, or a bad feeling.

Everything was normal until day 20th. Nothing strange, nothing unusual. After 20th, I started listening to some weird low sounds that I had no idea where they were coming from. After that, I started listening to the same sound but louder and it was happening twice a week.

My friends were making fun of me because I said I was getting crazy and they were very curious about the sounds. So, I invited them to have dinner at my house.

Because I wanted them to listen to the noise, I started to pay attention to the frequency. Every other day, around 4 pm, the sounds started and they didn’t stop until midnight.

My friends arrived at home with food they bought in our favorite restaurant and we had dinner. In the middle of the dinner, I got scared with a sound that was loud but nobody listened. They started to laugh thinking I was trying to scare them, but I wasn’t.

Some days, the sound was like somebody was slamming doors. The other days, I heard steps like a person was walking in the hall outside my bedroom. I had no idea why or who or what was making the noise.

I thought of leaving before finishing my classes and I was preparing for that, but the storm closed all the borders and I had to stay.

The next 20th of a new month started and I was in the TV room just studying. It was a cold evening with heavy snow outside. I took a break from studies and I was watching my favorite series when suddenly the normal TV programming was stopped with an announcement. Because it was snowing, I thought they were going to ask us to stay at home.

However, I got surprised by the news. The images were old, like 50 years ago, black and white. They were showing a huge fire that nobody survived. But, something caught my attention. It was this house.

After watching the news, I realized all the noise came from the old owners of that house. I had just one more week to graduate and I decided to face my fear and stay there. The day I had my graduation ceremony, I came back to my country and never looked back. And from that day on, I face all my fears.

Smile

By Manoela Falsoni There I was, at home on a full Friday. Day of going out with friends and having too much fun, but I felt such a severe pain in my head that I decided to be quiet at home. Bad idea, do you want to know why? Come on.

It was about 10, when I decided to watch TV, it was showing a strange documentary about baby cries and what is the meaning of each cry. I was not at all interested in that content, so I decided to go to the sports channel, but the control started to fail and I did not understand why. But without problems, it was already ending. Hallelujah! it’s over, and the next show was cooking, something I don’t like, but ok. But there was a problem, the baby's crying was still there, I tried not to pay any attention to him, but it was everywhere. I quickly switched off the TV, thinking that horrible crying noise would go away.

I quickly turned off the TV and went up to my room, while I passed in the corridors, I felt a lot of chills, I started to find this strange. I brushed my teeth, put on my pajamas and lay down, went to take a last look at my social media. I turned off my cell phone, turned off the lights and slept. It was about one in the morning, when I heard a baby cry, that was not possible! once again? I must have been crazy. I took advantage of the fact that I was awake and decided to go to the bathroom, on the

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way, I I heard a few beats coming from the basement, I froze, I never felt so afraid in my life I don't know what happened in my head when I decided I was going to go down in the basement. In the blink of an eye, there I was, in the basement, in that darkness in that cold of the night, that's when I heard a giggle. After a long time searching, I found a box, looking like a chest. I decided to open it, and it was when I came across a corpse of a child, a

baby, decomposing, next to the body there was a letter, saying "to the next resident: run away from this house, my daughter and I lived there, until once she started acting weird, her eyes became black as night, she kept screaming, I called the priest, and he can not do anything, she was possessed, and then we sacrificed her, but her spirit still runs wild around the house, and can do horrible things, so run! " The instant I finished reading the letter, I ran, ran as fast as I could. When I was on the street I looked at my window, the girl, she was there, watching me and smiling. The smile, that smile, that terrifies me every day.

The Day that Never Ends

By Matheus Moreira I'm exhausted, and I don't know how many days or hours I will stay alive. I never go to sleep but I keep waking up on the same day, and it is always the same day. I will kill myself in the next hours, and I am writing this for someone that probably will miss me. This terrible thing starts to happen on Monday and for me today is Monday again.

On the first day, I woke up at 7 am, after that I had a delicious breakfast. At about 10 am I took my car and I went to work that was 30 minutes away from my house. When I arrived there my boss gave me some good news, I was promoted. After work I was very happy with this news, so I decided to arrive at my girlfriend`s house to celebrate. We had a very good night and for me it was very special. At around 9:30 pm I decided to go back home because I was very tired, when I got home I took a bath, when suddenly I woke up on the "next� day.

On the second day I didn't notice anything strange, so I continued my day. The day was normal until I arrived at work, because when I arrived there my boss gave me the same news and this was kind of strange but I continued my day normally. After my night with my girlfriend, again I go back home at 9:30 pm. After I took a shower another time I woke up without sleep.On the third day, I noticed that there was something wrong with my days, because the days were the same thing every time. On the 4th day I tried to do something to change

this day and finish this day, but nothing that I can do will change this,when I discovered this fact I tried to enjoy this day, but I can't.

This same day repeats for 10 times, and at the 10th day I didn't know more what to do, I want to kill myself to put a end in these terrible days because I am getting crazy. I almost don't know my full name and I don't know if I have a family, I don't know anything about myself, so "tomorrow" at the morning I will kill myself.

My Baby

By Talles Lima One day my wife and I talked about having a child. At first she didn't want to, but I kept insisting, and she accepted. Since that day, we started trying and trying, only it wasn't working, months later. , I was confident that it would work and I called her, and finally we got it, she got pregnant. In those 9 months waiting, we went to buy things for him ... In those 9 months, not one of us could stop thinking about it. one day he was born, and we decided to call him Daniel. Daniel, he didn't like to sleep late, every day at 8 pm, he grew up with this habit, but when he turned 1, he started sleeping late, and neither I nor his mother liked it, because it's bad for your health. ..When we fought him to sleep early, he got very angry and kept crying, we were used to it, only his crying looked like he was dying ... My wife's family, she needed her, and she decided to spend the holiday there. She received the news by phone and was very scared. The other day she packed her suitcase and left. When she got there she realized that her 3-year-old niece was not and already concluded that she had died, she was very sad with On the same day that she traveled there, Daniel started crying a lot around 00:30, I got scared, got up and went there to see it, realized it was nothing and went back to sleep. The next day, Daniel came with some strange marks on his body, and I was confused about what it was. When nightfall I called my wife to ask what those marks were, she said it was allergy, and I was calmer.

When we went to sleep, he started crying again and I was afraid to get up to see what it was, and I ended up not going to see, when i woke up my wife had already arrived and the coffee was on the table, after breakfast she said she was very tired and we went to sleep, 1 in the morning Daniel started crying again and we got up quickly to see what it was, because we heard very strange noises when we arrived at his room ... there were footprints and blood on the floor, when we looked at him, we saw that he was dead, and we were very sad.

The Clown Birthday Party

By Victor Fromont “In all of the time that I lived in this house, I swear to God I was closing more doors than open”. This was the phrase that I will never stop thinking about. I passed traumas in this house, but it wasn't simple traumas, it was the worst traumas than you can imagine. Everything started in a Friday 13. It was my birthday, I was happy, partying with my friends in my house.

All was very good, but suddenly, one clown appeared. At this moment I was thinking, why did a clown appear? Quickly I closed the door, and I said: “ GET OUT OF HERE!!”. The clown disappeared, and I returned to the birthday party. I was eating the cake, when I heard a voice, and the voice was saying horrible things, then I will never forget! “​THE REVENGE WILL RETURN”. ​At this moment I was sure that horrible things would happen with me. Thirst my best friend disappeared with the present. I searched a lot, but I didn't find it. My other friends also disappeared with yours present. I was the last! Suddenly I picked a stomach ache, I think it was the cake that I ate.

I ran, I ran a lot to the bathroom, and when I opened the door, I looked all of my friends very pale, feeling really bad, but when I looked in the mirror, I was pale like my friends! Also I heard again from the clown in the door: ​My revenge just started, many things will happen!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, DISAPPEAR NOW!!!!

I looked at my door, the clown was here, so I closed the door with all my force. I talked with one of my friends, I was sad, because they didn't look very well, so I asked why he was so pale, and he answered: “I think that the cake caused all these problem!’’

I:​ ​But it is impossible, you don’t see the clown?!

My friend: What?! A clown??

I: Yes a clown! A very strange clown was talking with me some minutes ago!

My friend: Finally…, I want to return to my house, because the birthday party finished, no?

I: Ok, good bye!

I was thinking, why did the cake leave all my friends pale? And why does the clown have any relationship? I wanted to know! At this moment all my friends got out of my house, all of them were talking: “ Good bye, I will return because I am not feeling very well”. I was scared, and immediately, I started to search for my presents( that had disappeared).

Finally, I didn't find that! Suddenly my cousin volunteered to go to my house. The company was good, but when the clown appeared, all started to get worse! The clown arrived through the door, and started to talk with me and my cousin!

-The clown​: ​Well, well well…, i remember when YOU closed the door in front of me!-​I: ​I’ll admit, I closed the door front of you, after that many strange things happening-My cousin: What is happening???

The clown: ​i​t’s a long story…, but I don't want to be talking all night, so…, I will make magic!

I: A magic?!

At this moment, the clown magically melted all my friends, my presents and also my cousin. All these things that he melted disappeared forever!!

I don´t had my friends, gifts and cousins , I was so angry, that for some reason I closed the door non stop, that one moment I swear to God I was closing more doors than open!