004. Haunted house

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I WALKED IN THE DARK HOUSE. My name is Harry Osborn. Since kindergarten I was best friends with Peter Parker and Gwen Stacy. My mother used to say we were three peas in a pod. Whatever that meant. We were the three musketeers. Until Mary Jane Watson and Miles Morales came to our school. Since then our little group became the five musketeers. I used to listen to old legends when I was a kid. So I was not creeped out at first by the Halloween decorations. "This is probably a play house for the little kids! Cmon guys." Mary said quietly. I smirked. "Why must we leave now? We just came! Are you scared?" I teased her. She's been known for chickening out. Like last year, she swore there was a zombie in mrs. Thompson's garden. "No! I'm not scared I just-" Mary protested. "She's probably right.." Peter murmured quietly. "Well I'm not scared!" Gwen and Miles said at the same time. "Jinx!" Gwen grinned. I heard a small click click noise. Then a scream. "AAA!"

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