The Monster House The evil winters wind shimmied its way up my spine like a spider and the rain hammered down on my bare uncovered head, chilling me to the bone. The house before my feet looked down on me like I was scum, and I slowly crept up to knock on the big, rotting door. The door creaked like one thousand mice, then opened to reveal a horrific sight. A monster, with huge, menacing spikes and horns with truly evil eyes that dug into my soul. Then I saw its dagger teeth as it opened its mouth to be as big and round as a tyre. I never saw daylight again.
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