It's almost dark out. Why on earth am I sitting out here listening to this idiotic jerk talk about such nonsense? It's December for goodness sakes. There he is, acting so smart, but he's just another wimp inside. It was Nathan Rogers, possibly the most popular guy in school, standing in front of us babbling on and on about a house eating some kid. How could they actually believe this? What a goof, I can't believe these kids think he's actually telling the truth. Those twerps actually look scared, what little squares. Does he actually expect us to believe that he watched that old abandoned shack on the hill swallow a little girl? Everyone knows that houses don't swallow kids. What a load of non-sense.
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Who am I?
I guess I am Ezekiel, when I was 12 years old, 1955, I was a witness to some pretty freaky things. Here are my memories of just that.
-These posts are written by Kyle Mahaney as part of a novelization of a Little Fears roleplaying campaign based on the game by Jason Blair. Character ideas are not my own, they are those of their respective players.
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