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"Legend has it1

Many years ago in a small witch shop2

belonged a cursed item3

A small pewter carousel 4

beautiful to the eye5

But deep inside it kept locked in it6

a demon of hate and torment7

This demon entered ones dreams and while lost in sleep8

And would steal their unguarded heart9

While those souls are kept lost in a nightmarish dream10

This is the story of the cursed Carousel that was kept locked away11

In hopes no one would suffer it's horrible curse of nightmares and beautiful songs..."12

"Shut up Daron!"  Marie pushed him over and he fell off the log that surrounded group's campfire.  Everyone laughed.13

"I'm telling you, it's true!" he said14

"Sure man.." Eric through a few marshmallows Daron's way and hitting him.  They had gone out to the woods that night to tell ghost stories like they do every Friday night. But this story being told was different, it wasn't just a story15

It was a rumor. 16

Rumor that the carousel is off again laying it's curse on others. 17

through out the latest news papers, more and more deaths have been listed, all of them died in their sleep.  Children were frightened, Teens joked about it, and adults only ignored it, yet kept their thoughts to themselves. No one knows what's really behind the rumor of this carousel that is once again haunting the small town in Ohio. People only ignore it, saying 'nothing like that could ever happen to me'. 18

"I'm telling you this is real!" Daron pulled out a folded page from a news paper.19

"I think it's just a joke someones playing on us." Josh said, adding more wood to a dieing fire. But Daron showed off his proof.20

"Right here. they found an old diary from 1876, the year the carousel first started killing people. Apparently this person knew first hand about it."21

Marie shivered a little bit- "You don't know, it could be fake."22

"It's not fake. I'll show you." He passed around the paper, it took up nearly two pages of the news paper, and as the group read it, and eerie feeling came over them all23

And they believed24

13 February 187625

It is Sunday today and I had just returned from my grandfather's funeral.  'He looked so peaceful and happy' everyone said.  But I could tell he was not.  Grandmother said he had bought her a beautiful little ornament.  It looked like a small tent with horses going around in a circle, yet the horses all had stakes through their bodies. "They aren't real horses" she told me "they were wood, and you'd ride them as they spun around in a circle". She said that this carousel would play a sweet song. She and Grandfather put the song the song on right before going to bed 2 nights ago.  Grandmother said she had woken up from a dream she had about this little carousel, a frightening dream.  When she turned to Grandfather though, he was dead.  At the funeral Grandmother gave the this carousel for my own and I too listened to that haunting song that took my grandfather's life. For I am to scared to take my own.  Times were hard for me, Father beat me, and Mother watched. I am writing this as I listen to it's dark tune of loneliness and torment.26

I closed my eyes for some time and say shadows fly around me. My lonely room has just gotten colder and last breaths can be seen. Hopefully this happy demon my take my life and bring it to a better place. Looking in the mirror I see only a hideous goat like beast staring back, it's arm around my shoulder    It's claws around my neck. The night is getting old, and so am I. So goodbye all who have known me and those yet to find my name. Let this cursed Carousel take me to a better place27

123 years later28

The curse lives29