Nico showing off his new do.
October 28, 2015
The house at 311 Bird Street sits on a corner and can see everything that comes it’s way. Legend has it that 2 bodies were buried under its foundation and those dead control the houses living and breathing heart.
There are only 2 brave kids in the neighborhood that do not doubt the power of the house. They have seen its power with there own two eyes! If you walked by the house one could easily trip and fall to the ground. Coincidence? A car driving down the road could have a sudden tire blow out as it drives by. Was this an accident? Not!
The children knew it was evil and they were sure to drive their bikes on the other side of the street. They ignored the power of 313 but they felt the house leaning towards them everyday that reminded them to stay clear. The house wanted them, yearning for their youth to continue the houses rage for the next century.
The house had an occupant. Her name was Mildred. She kept the house neat and cozy. She always had a smile on her face. Her pale skin highlighted her red locks of hair but her skin was stained with freckles that littered her body. She was very friendly with the neighbors always offering food and gifts on the holidays. You could say all the neighbors liked her.
It isn’t known if the house locked her down or made her obedient to their needs. She purchased the house not knowing it’s history or so it seemed, and the house acted as if it enjoyed having her as company. Maybe the 2 who died inside knew it needed a caretaker? Mildred was either a willing participant or non the wiser of their ruse.
On every Halloween Mildred would sit on 313’s porch and pass out candy to all the kids. Every time someone approached the house sounds of moaning and wails of pain would signal such delight the house had, as it wanted to choose a victim. The trick or treaters’ assumed the sounds were just special sound affects planted by Mildred to scare them on Halloween night. But the 2 brothers who live down the street knew better, they heard the noises year round. The house wanted to kill. And they stayed away.
The brothers’ were determined to expose the house so they planned and scoped out the area to prepare some kind of trap to show the neighborhood of its evil. They wrote down what they saw and documented the times it seemed to be awake. The bothers chose their attack with care.
The front door was glass framed, but frosted, preventing them from seeing inside. The window had wooden draw shades that made looking through them impenetrable. There was a large 6-foot fence surrounding the backyard and any attempt to climb it would surly send shivers to the dead advising them that someone had entered. The boys seemed defeated. The house would continue to plot a kill for years if they couldn’t expose it to the world!
The boys decided that they would use their Go Pro cameras and set up a trap to film the house in it’s rage this way they could prove to the world that evil existed in that house! But they had to set up the cameras without being seen by the ones that haunt the neighborhood.
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