HOLY SHIT!
Thanks to this site I have learned how to write the ultimate scary story. This is an attempt to master the skills I have learned. ENJOY.
ONCE THERE WAS A BOY NAMED LEWIS, AND HE LOVED TO CLIMB TREES. HE WOULD SPEND HOURS AND HOURS IN THE WOODS OUTSIDE OF HIS HOUSE CLIMBING TREE AFTER TREE. HE COULD EVEN JUMP FROM ONE TREE TO ANOTHER LIKE A SQUIRREL.
ONE DAY WHILE LEWIS WAS CLIMBING TREES AND JUMPING BRANCHES, IT BEGAN TO RAIN HEAVILY. HE KNEW HE SHOULD STOP CLIMBING BUT HE WAS HAVING TOO MUCH FUN. AS HE WAS ABOUT TO JUMP FROM ONE TREE TO ANOTHER ONE NOT TOO FAR AWAY, HE LOST HIS FOOTING, SLIPPED AND FELL OUT OF THE TREE. WHEN HE LANDED HE BROKE HIS RIGHT ARM.
LATER THAT DAY, WHILE SITTING ON THE COUCH AT HOME, HIS MOM ASKED IF HE COULD GRAB THE BROOM FOR HER OUT OF THE BROOM CLOSET. HE AGREED AND WAS TAKING THE BROOM TO HIS MOM WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, HE FELT BONY FINGERS GRAB HIS WRIST. HE STEPPED BACK TERRIFIED... AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT!
Credited to BenNasty
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