July 15, Kamala

I walk slowly and steadily towards the neighbor’s house walking in a bit of fear but also in some excitement. I walk towards the creepy house it was covered in caution tape and the abandoned house creaked eerily as I approached. As I near a the entrance I stop to realize I was shaking, both my hands and my legs. I closed my eyes to clear the thoughts rushing through my head. When I open my eyes I look over to see my best friend Landon walking as he notices me he waves. I don’t think he knows exactly what I am doing. But I wave back to not rise suspicion. He walks away a bit cautiously. I sigh and open up the door as I open it I notice the way it creaks slowly but quite loudly. When I look inside the house has multiple skulls and blood stains I cover my mouth in pure horror. “What happened here?”. I exclaim loudly. As I look around I notice knives stabbed in the wall, there is not much furniture around. One peice that sticks out is the couch not because it is particularly big, or gory, but more so for its pristine appearance, compared to the rest of the furniture that was covered with blood and had scratch marks on it. I had never known this place held such secrets but I continue my search. As I continue I learn about the supposed killer he was a 17 year old boy who was named Alex, he was very aggressive teenager. I wonder what happened to make him like this, I wonder why there are skulls but suddenly I hear someone familiar say “You shouldn’t be here”. I turn to realize it’s Landon….

July 15, Landon

I walk out to realize Kamala was standing there near my dads