Me: okay i found a very scary story

Me: in mah home 👁️👅👁️

Me: omg

Well u can so sit on the fugging bean bag
👁️👅👁️)

Me: owO

Me: yea 👁️👅👁️

Me: *reads last paragraph* I went back home and I'm now 13 but still to this day i am still horrified about the hand and the hole .
I have nightmares every weekend about a boy in a hole looking for a friend to play with.
Omg thats so sad and scary 😩👌

Me: *keeps reading*
My mom came and found me. I said there was a hand in the hole but my mom didn't see the hole

Me: This is kinda peoples storys so~👁️👅👁️
I was 9 years old and i was climbing with my mom, I lost my mom some how and I started going near a hole.
I didn't think much of it but then something grabbed my f***ing leg and i screamed super loud
Oh my gahhh

Me: aight *looks up scary storys to tell* omg heres one 👁️👄👁️

Me: Okay lets sit and *snaps fingers* now its like 1:00 AM 👁️👅👁️👌

Me: *puts FlUfFy bean bags* 👁️👅👁️

Me: Okay ima tell scary storys on my phone *takes out iphone and looks on it* hehe

Me: wtf *opens the door* :0 Omg i have the best idea 😂👌 😳👌

Me: So wanna come inside? Lol
Sure gurl 😩👌)

Me: *picks it up yeets it at the neighbors window* *burps* done.

Me: what are you doin her anyway

Me: tf *opens the door* wassup fool

Me: *looks on phone*

Me: *sits on the floor with a blanket*