My name is Tara. I would have never thought that right down the street is Creepy Hollow. There is not a Haunted Horseman, but there is a scary forrest with fog. Once on a snowy morning probably like this my sister and I walked through town trying to find a painting with an old man. We gave up and went to a flower shop to get roses for mom. When we got to the flower shop my sister ran out the door, under the bridge, through a tunnel and into the woods. I ran in after her and remembered I had a flashlight! I turned it on. I saw my sister, grabbed her hand and ran. I never want to go in there again!
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