“One day, my friends and I were down at a local park that was surrounded by woods. There was a small clearing where a fence guarded the railway tracks. Over the tracks, was a small building that we thought was a abandoned station; it was clearly not in use. All of the windows were shattered, and the roof was starting to cave in. However, we could see shapes moving inside. We eventually decided they were reflections, even though they moved differently.
The next summer we decided to get a look, so we crossed the quiet railway and headed toward the building. As soon as we came near, we got the feeling that someone was watching us. When we entered the building, we saw strange scratch marks on the walls. Then we suddenly heard a strange whisper followed by a massive bang as something fell over. We all ran away as fast as we could. There’s no telling what it was, and we’ll never know, because we’ve haven’t been near the building again and never plan to go back!”
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