The Four Boys
On Hallloween, I went in the woods in 1899, four boys, the got killed in the woods. They got eaten by a bear. No one found the four wheelers. That night I went in the woods, I heard four wheelers. Then I saw the four boys, they went around me. Then I ran and ran, but they were right behind me. I was tired, I could not run anymore. They were saying my name. Then they disappeared into the dark.
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