Wayne Manor

Wayne Manor, once a symbol of opulence, now stood silent and imposing. Whispers of a haunting had circulated for decades, but none dared to investigate except for the dumb teenagers seeking there next thrill or adventure which in this case was us my friends and I Mitchell Jones, Jonathan Smith, Kelly Benson.knowing what i knew now,we would never have gone on this trip but alas it's too late for regrets now I thought to myself.

It all started one Saturday afternoon when she delved into its history, and by she I mean Mitchell my crush who found a tragic tale of betrayal and lost love that was said to have ended tragically within the walls of the manor. Shadows danced eerily, and whispers grew louder, echoing the tormented souls trapped within the mansion's walls. Mitchell's quest for the truth unraveled the Manor's dark secrets, releasing the spirits from their restless existence, spirits of things and beings that were better left alone we didn't know I swear we didn't not at first we didn't know what it all was I still wake up at Night wishing I could forget the memories,the screams and cries for help, but I can't so I just drink till I can't think or remember anything at all. In the end, Wayne Manor found peace, but the haunting memories lingered, etched into the fabric of its storied past.

But that's enough for today join some other time to pick up where we left off, ah! I forgot to tell you my name it's Jonathan Smith I said while laughing good bye for now.