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a Dark and Stormy Night

“Come on, man. You’re just a chicken!”

“Yeah! Bok-bok-bok-bok, chicken!” All the kids around you started clucking as they pressured you into staying one night at the abandoned house at the end of the street. The house that was reputed to be haunted. You might know that there is no such thing as ghosts, but that doesn’t mean that there isn’t something strange going on up there.
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“Chicken! Chicken! Chicken!” Tommy, the thick-necked boy who double dog dared you to stay one night at the house, was walking around with his hands tucked into his armpits, flapping his elbows and bobbing his head. The chant was taken up by the other kids. You probably should’ve gone home after school, instead of choosing to hang out with your friends, who were now calling you foul names.

The forecast calls for a storm this evening. You aren’t entirely sure that this will be the best time to take this dare. You shake your head and raise one hand in dramatic fashion. Your friends quiet as they wait for you to speak.

What do you say?

“Screw you. I’m going home and enjoying a good movie on Amazon Prime.”

“Nobody calls me chicken.”

"Hey, Tommy, I don’t see you volunteering to stay at the p-place.”
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