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ScariestStories said:
50 years ago, there was a young boy. He was about 10, of 12 years old. One day, I was in my bedroom, listening to some music. But I then heard a tap, tap, tapping, at my window. I got up, and lifted up the curtain. I saw the boy there, and asked him why he was throwing rocks at my window. He answered, "Mommy? Why did u leave me there? Why did u leave me all the way in Tokyo?" "What? I'm not your mom..." I answered. "Yes u are." He nodded. I looked at him one meer time, and then turned around. I started breathing heavily. It felt as if something was arising through my chest. I rushed into the bathroom, and took a knife. I started cutting through my chest. "Auggh!!!" I didn't know what I was doing. It seemed as if that little boy was controlling me. I fell instantly to the floor, and woke up in a coffin. I banged on it several times. It opened up. Dirt started toppling on top, boven of me, and then I died. My name is Zoey. And I am a ghost. And I know, will stalk you, until I find your weakness.
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