Many people do not believe in ghosts. I myself thought that if you did believe in them that you were crazy. Let me tell you about this place, and you may not believe in ghosts but I was pretty scared.
August twenty third two thousand one. My buddy Tim Stroyne took me to this building that his dad bought for five hundred thousand dollars. When we got there all I saw was a group of old abandoned buildings. They were black, the windows were all broken out, the roof was missing, and many spots in the floor were huge holes. We walked into the first floor hallway of the old Mental Hospital. Most of the walls were covered with grafitti that kids had vandalized. Loud bangs on doors and breaking glass rattled us the whole time, but I was not really scared. This place was huge. The halls looked like they went on fro endless miles.
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I really bet you are wondering which mental hospital I was in. The name of it is Dixmont and it is on sixty five right befoe the exit into Emsworth. Yous really can't miss it. Well I hope you had a good time hearing about the place of my choice even though it is not a happy place.
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