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The most gruesome sound that I have ever heard

was the sound of my basement door opening and closing

when I was home all alone, late at night last Halloween.

The hinges were rusted so they squeaked, the floorboards were old so they creaked

and the voice that said ” I know you’re up their, Anita Marie “

sounded like my voice-

if I was speaking with sharper and a lot  more pointed teeth.