It was it.The dreadful figure.She nearly broke the glass Windows.Yes, it was that lady.Cloe's eyes were wide open, ready to see what will happen to herself.A bloody woman's body crawled up towards her, clutching the ground with sharp nails that could chopp off a tree.Just like a chainsaw.The gloom of the backyard made Cloe swim in her sweat, nearly drowning...
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~At home~
Her reflection in the mirror,Cloe getting ready for a story.A pale-skinned lady walked through Cloe's room with a whopping stick.It was her grand mother Jade.
"I have a special story for you little Cloe", said Jade.Cloe was 12, therefore she thought that this story would be silly and boring.
"It's said that there's a dead woman's ghost that lives in our backyard", Jade quickly added with a scary, soft voice. Cloe gulped hardly. "This ghost will posest any curious person trying to reveal it's secret". As a result of Jade's age, she started to get tired so she went to sleep.
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