“Smiley. A ghost story, of Smiley. Smiley was once a happy stickman. He was blind, and liked helping people. When he went to 3rd grade, people started to bully him for being too nice. Smiley wasn’t happy. He became blue, and he bought the mask. The smile mask. He wore it everywhere. People started to call him Smiley. He was called that so often, no one knew his real name. Smiley started getting more depressed when his crush bullied him too. A part of his heart faded. Smiley got the black ink. One day, Smiley got really sick of it. He suddenly was a psycho, and killed most of the students. His heart faded completely. He felt no love. He felt nothing. He was put in a mental hospital, where he could hurt no one. For him to get out, well, and acted nice, and was set free. A hunter shot him while he was running in the woods. He was a ghost. He roamed around his mansion, and if someone moved into the house, he would kill them, after saying these words: “I hear someone in my house... want to play hide and seek?”

And to this day.... Smiley still roamed the mansion

Smiley: ...no....

*His voice echoed, as if you and him were in a cave.*