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Once again, he began pulling me along with him. I cursed the fact that we were here on a weekday. Since there wasn’t a lot of people at the park, we were the only ones in the haunted house as far as I could tell. If we had entered as a larger group, maybe I’d feel less scared or there would be someone else who would also be scared like me. Then we could be friends.
The reality was that I was alone with Hayden, and he didn’t seem scared at all. I doubt Hayden would be scared of anything. He did invite me out at night to a graveyard after all…
I pressed myself close to his side as we slowly walked along the dark path in the haunted house. Looking around, I could tell that the decorations were made to portray a vampire theme. There were fake blood, coffins, skeletons and other haunting items scattered all around. Now and then, there would be a shrilled high-pitch scream in the distant and the howling of wolves.