The sky was getting dark as I walked slowly back to the hotel but then the lights switched off and I didn’t see anything. Then I opened my phone and I saw it was Friday the 14th at 9:00 o’clock.
So I was scared but I finally started going to the hotel. I started walking to the hotel but then I saw red-eyes in the dark so I start running towards the hotel, but the eye was coming faster towards me so I entered a random house. I told the man who has the house that I saw red-eyes on the street so I walked into their house here to be safe. The man didn’t believe me and start laughing, so I left the house and started running thinking the red-eyes would never findnd me.
When I was running I realized that I was in the hotel but the eye caught me and was holding a knife, so at that moment I realized I was going to die, but then I woke up and went fast to my mom and my dad and I told them that I died and they started laughing at me because I was crying and screaming, but they told me that I saw a dream.
In the end, I never go out on Friday the 13th because I think this was a bad day.
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