Are they…. Mafias?

‘Those stairs leads to….. Store room!’

How dare they do this to me? Don’t they remember what happened thirteen years ago?

I remembered how they locked me in during hide and seek. I begged Mark that I didn’t want to play but he still insisted. That r*scal thought it will bring us great joy to play hide and seek when there is no electricity.

I was a complete fool to come here to hide and someone locked me inside. I shouted for help but nobody came to my rescue for hours. The parents were busy with the silly barbecue near the lake!

I could hear animals’ roars and unpleasant noises. Out of terror, I was shivering and sweating at the same time.

I don’t know for how many hours I was in there until my dad and Oliver found me unconscious right here. My father was so mad at everyone that he swore not to come here ever.

That was the last time we visited this rotten ugly house. The audacity of my uncles, they woke up after three years and came to apologize all over again at our place because m