The story of the house at 29th Bass street. The house had many owners but all either died or left after a week of staying. Rumor has it that in the basement there lurked a spirit killing any who touched it’s box. The lights never worked in the basement. If no one entered it would then somehow lure you into the basement. Eventually the house got torn down. The hotel that was built on the property was never opened due to disappearances, murders & sightings by the construccion crew. Even though it was constantly removed, part of the gate still stands.

~Liz

In a HAPPY little town on a small island there lived an ELEPHANT. This Elephant’s name was PURPLE, Purple was no ordinary Elephant. When he blew his trunk it sounded like a beautiful VIOLIN. He was never happy though, he wanted to play and be with other elephants. One day a man came to visit Purple, he PAINTED many pictures of him. The man then sold all the paintings around the world. One day purple was gone. From that day forward the people with the painting of purple noticed that he would move in the picture from one place to the next. No one knows where purple is, but legends say he got put into the paintings.

~Liz

My car had just run out of gas so I ran to the creepy motel across the street, I needed a place to stay that night. I checked in and went to my room. I woke up to a white figure peeking out of the bathroom. I went over and saw it sitting on the bathroom floor. It looked like a little kid. I stopped an inch away and it looked at me, popped up, and ran as it let out a pitiful howl. I woke up that evening in the hospital, only remembering what had happened that night.

~Liz

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