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Fun House

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Fun House It was just like in the storybooks; the house on the corner of the street. Creepy and dark, with overgrown weeds and shrub breaking through the walkway, all leading up to the house.

The bright green shudders were broken and falling apart, glass from the shattered windows in pieces under the frames scattered all over the ground.

The roof was caved in, looking like it was ready to fall into the spiral staircase inside the entryway that could be seen through the big glass front door.

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