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Ghostly Echoes: The Haunted Playhouse Chronicles · Shallow Nights: Scary Bedtime Stories

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  We live on several acres in rural Indiana, USA.
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  Our neighbors aren't too far apart, but we all live on a lot
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  of property. On our properties, we have a lot
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  of trees and our neighbor doesn't maintain their property
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  well, so a lot of it's overgrown, you know, a couple of
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  fallen trees and a lot of downed branches.
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  We knew the state of their property was probably because it
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  was an older couple that owned the house and the property was
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  vast. We have a Creek separating our
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  homes as well, but a small strip of their property is accessible
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  from our backyard. Due to the overgrowth in trees.
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  We weren't able to see much of their property when we first
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  moved in in the summer, and of course we didn't go onto their
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  land because we didn't want to trespass.
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  One night my daughter and her friend were camping in the
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  backyard and ran inside swearing that they heard a kid laughing
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  or crying in our backyard. I figured it was their
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  imagination from too many scary stories while in the tent, but
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  went out to investigate briefly just in case.
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  I heard a faint noise coming from just beyond our property
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  line. I moved the flashlight into the
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  general direction and called out to whoever may be in the trees.
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  The sound stopped. I decided it was probably just a
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  couple of stray cats, but just in case, I had the girls set up
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  the tent in the living room. The next day after taking my
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  daughter's friend home, curiosity got the best of me and
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  I decided to investigate the area by our property line.
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  As I neared the line of trees, I saw a small path I had never
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  noticed before. Since I knew my neighbors were
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  too far and the trees were too thick, they couldn't see me on
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  their property, so I stepped onto the small path.
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  I walked slowly looking down watching for Poison Ivy and
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  fallen branches. I wasn't too far in when I saw a
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  dirty broken kids toy on the ground wrapped in overgrown
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  weeds. I looked up and in the distance
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  I saw a small white shed like structure.
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  As I got closer there were more and more toys scattered on the
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  ground, some partially buried, all broken and dirty.
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  Then there was barbed wire and I could see the front of the shed
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  and realized it was a large Playhouse with a wooden alphabet
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  decorating the outside. I was starting to feel uneasy.
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  This Playhouse was at least half a mile or more from the only
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  house on the property. I stopped in my tracks, letting
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  my imagination go a little when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
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  I must have jumped a foot off the ground, only to turn around
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  and see that my daughter had followed me.
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  Once my heart slowed down, I decided to get a closer look.
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  There was more broken barbed wire fencing on the ground the
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  closer we got. The window on the side was
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  broken and there was a hole in the roof.
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  There was a broken train set, one the kid would be able to
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  ride on. The front door had a white piece
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  of wood said to lock someone in, not keep people out.
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  At this point my daughter was in full panic mode and begging for
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  us to walk back to our house. But I had to at least look
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  through the window or my mind would wander with all the
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  possibilities of what could be in there.
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  As I was stepping to the side of the shed, my daughter was
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  following close behind. In her fear, she was paying more
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  attention to me than where she was stepping, and she cut her
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  leg pretty deep on some barbed wire that was hidden in
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  overgrowth. I quickly glanced inside the
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  window only to see a partially dirt floor and broken wood and a
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  large wooden bench with a dark stain on top.
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  I picked up my daughter who was determined her leg was going to
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  fall off. We left the neighbor's property
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  and I took her to the doctor to get a tetanus shot and get her
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  cleaned up. That night after dinner, I let
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  the dog out but couldn't get her to come back in.
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  I let her stay outside for a while and checked again a little
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  later. Our dog still wouldn't come in
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  and I noticed she was standing by the path we took earlier.
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  I grabbed a flashlight in her leash and headed out to her.
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  She was pacing, whining and sniffing around everywhere.
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  I figured it was from the blood earlier, but she never ventured
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  onto the path. Then I heard the giggling of a
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  little girl. I called out to the child, but
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  there was no answer in return, just some rustling in the
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  leaves. I ran inside with the dog to
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  check on my daughter to make sure that she was still in the
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  house. She was laying in bed, fast
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  asleep. The next morning I went straight
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  to the Playhouse, but as I was approaching, something was
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  wrong. The broken toys seemed to be in
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  different places, and when I got to the Playhouse, my heart felt
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  like it was a ton of bricks. All over the side of the
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  Playhouse were children's drawings in my daughter's blood.