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In The House That Wasn't Haunted By Jacob Irish

It all began, when I realised that my house might be haunted. Although, it turns out it wasn't. At first, I thought I heard a strange sound, coming from the TV room. As it turns out, it was the TV. I completely forgotten that I left it on.
Then, I heard a strange growl coming from the kitchen. It turns out, it was one of my cats. They're always hungry. Little pricks.
Then, I heard creaking sounds coming from upstairs. It turns out, it was my ceiling fan. Every once in awhile, it tends to make noises. Nothing alarming, though it does create a struggle to this new hapit I'm striving for. I called it " Sleeping. "
Then, I heard nothing. But then, that's when I realized, I heard something. And that something was nothing. Then, I felt a slight chill run up my spine. I turned around and look down. Turns out, I was standing on my air vent. The air conditioner seems to be working.
Well, I guess there's nothing scary, in the house that wasn't haunted.
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