The creaking house was melting into the ground, disappearing beneath a soggy layer of mud.
The three boys approached the decaying front door tentatively.
The door, that at one point in time may have read "Watson,"
Now read "Atso" and was collectively known as "The Atso House."
The oldest boy, Jeremy, pushed the door open,
Jumping back as the ancient hinges screeched in anguish.
Regaining his confidence, Jeremy spoke.
"You pussies scared of some stupid-ass door?"
The other two boys, Les and Dean, denied their cowardice and followed Jeremy inside.
The Atso House was made up of two floors:
The ground floor was composed of the living area and dining room,
While the upper floor contained the bedrooms.
The boys stepped cautiously, their tennis shoes crunching shards of glass.
The decayed remains of a sofa and a long-since busted TV stood on one end of the lower floor,
While the other end contained a few cabinets, an old cream-colored fridge,
And an overturned dinner table missing two of its legs.
The boys, filled with confidence, chuckled at how outdated everything looked.
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The creaking house was melting into the ground, disappearing beneath a soggy layer of mud.
The three boys approached the decaying front door tentatively.
The door, that at one point in time may have read "Watson,"
Now read "Atso" and was collectively known as "The Atso House."
The oldest boy, Jeremy, pushed the door open,
Jumping back as the ancient hinges screeched in anguish.
Regaining his confidence, Jeremy spoke.
"You pussies scared of some stupid-ass door?"
The other two boys, Les and Dean, denied their cowardice and followed Jeremy inside.
The Atso House was made up of two floors:
The ground floor was composed of the living area and dining room,
While the upper floor contained the bedrooms.
The boys stepped cautiously, their tennis shoes crunching shards of glass.
The decayed remains of a sofa and a long-since busted TV stood on one end of the lower floor,
While the other end contained a few cabinets, an old cream-colored fridge,
And an overturned dinner table missing two of its legs.
The boys, filled with confidence, chuckled at how outdated everything looked.
The three boys approached the decaying front door tentatively.
The door, that at one point in time may have read "Watson,"
Now read "Atso" and was collectively known as "The Atso House."
The oldest boy, Jeremy, pushed the door open,
Jumping back as the ancient hinges screeched in anguish.
Regaining his confidence, Jeremy spoke.
"You pussies scared of some stupid-ass door?"
The other two boys, Les and Dean, denied their cowardice and followed Jeremy inside.
The Atso House was made up of two floors:
The ground floor was composed of the living area and dining room,
While the upper floor contained the bedrooms.
The boys stepped cautiously, their tennis shoes crunching shards of glass.
The decayed remains of a sofa and a long-since busted TV stood on one end of the lower floor,
While the other end contained a few cabinets, an old cream-colored fridge,
And an overturned dinner table missing two of its legs.
The boys, filled with confidence, chuckled at how outdated everything looked.
Writer: Evan Lacy
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