Introduction

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Here is when and where I tell my tale. It began years ago, when I was a child. My mother was busy, and told me to play a quiet game with my two brothers and sister. We decided, what could be more quiet than hide-and-seek? We had just moved into this house, and it also offered an opportunity to explore the new place.

Once my oldest brother started counting, I did what any normal child would do: I headed for the closet. It was dark, silent and empty. After awhile, I heard my brother call, "Ready or not, here I come!"

I scooted back further, noting it was a big closet. My hands explored the bottom of the closet, feeling the smooth, cool wood. Then I felt something lumpy under my right hand. I picked it up and held it to the light that came in from the slits in the door. It was a bundle of cord. I slipped it into my pocket and moved back further, feeling my back press against the back of the closet. I couldn't hear my brother at all: everything was silent. To pass the time, I pulled the cord out of my pocket, and started twisting it. The cords were really long, so I began to braid them together. When I reached the end, I heard footsteps outside the door. I held in a snicker and pressed into the corner of the closet. Hopefully, my brother wouldn't see me. The door opened, and I screamed.

It wasn't my brother.

The End

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