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When I was a child

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When I was a child

Postby Ladyyonelove » Sun Jan 23, 2011 9:05 pm

There was a deserted house that looked haunted with broken windows dirty door and was very discolored, this house was across from the community dugsi where all the kids use to meet up. we use just have fun run around enjoy ourselves playing tag and never minding what was going on in the neighborhood, as a matter of fact we were atleast 6/7 years old so we really didn't pay attention just had fun. Our parents would let us out to go to dugsi because the neighborhood was filled with somali's


anywho long story short one day as some of the neighborhood girls and i were chitchatting, one of the older girls decided to tell us what goes on in that deserted haunted looking house so she told us that there is a guy that lives there and he kidnapps girls, after he kidnapps them cut off their boobs and hang it on his windows.


from a far distance the house looked soo haunted that everyone was terrified of it and wallahi am not lying every time someone walked by they would read their shahada and the sad part was that they would never walk in the same street they would always cross the street when it came to that house


til this day am still scared of that house :? :cry: I remembered it because i went back to that neighborhood earlier today :cry:

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Re: When I was a child

Postby quark » Sun Jan 23, 2011 10:04 pm

:)


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