today i will tell one of the most traumatizing stories of my life, it all started when me and my

cousins went to the amusement park and one of them, asked me to go to the haunted house

he asked me: have you ever been to this house?

and I replied: of course!

I was lying I’ve never been in a haunted house, because I was 8 years old, but a brave child
that I am, I went anyway.

when it started i thought: nothing will scare me. Poor child did not know what was to come.

suddenly, a zombie appears in my face, i screamed so loudly in my whole life. I’ve never
imagined that plastic toys could be so scary. anyway, when i left it i was all shaking and we
went home and i ruined everybody's ride.

now, I’ve been afraid of haunted houses and zombies, and I think, for that reason that’ I've
never watched any horror movies