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O Leary House-Personal Narrative
The year was 1953. It was a cool, crisp twenty-ninth of October. Usually, after their chores and homework were done, Kathy, 8, and her brother Jonathan, 15, along with their friend May, 11, and her cousin Adam, 13, all went to Joe’s Arcade, the local hangout of Leaport, North Carolina. Instead, they all decided to meet at the end of their dead end street, Farrow Avenue, and go for a walk through the woods. They were all bored since the arcade was too crowded and supper wasn’t ready yet. Their town was a small town, so there wasn’t any other places to go besides the woods. Plus, the old, burned O’Leary house was out there.
Although everyone in Leaport knew it was there, they also knew to stay away. A raging fire, which started suspiciously back in the 1930’s, burned the O’Leary house. The O’Leary’s mysteriously disappeared that night, too. Nobody saw them leave and there wasn’t any trace that they perished in the fire when the firefighters got there. Yet, the townsfolk still say …show more content…
So, if May was possessed, that meant that Jonathan was as well! And before she could finish her sentence, she had disappeared. So now it was up to Adam to try and save everyone. He wasn't the bravest, but for his cousins and friend he had to help. He decided to look for Jonathan. He walked around, and it was pretty creepy because May was trying to act like she wasn't possessed. However, it was obvious she was. After about 10 minutes of looking around this creepy place, Jonathan showed up, but he wasn't possessed He wasn't even talking. He looked as if he was passed out. Adam ran as fast as he could over to Jonathan, and then May tripped him and started talking in this really creepy voice. She intoned, "I will help him." She slowly walked over to Jonathan. Then, she just disappeared, so Adam slowly walked over to Jonathan and hit him in the face, hoping he would wake
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