The Andrewsons.

February 12 2018, the death of a family was recorded shortly after they moved to the house the Andrewsons died. I told my parents about that after showing them it was the same building we started living in but they didn't believe in ghost stories, well neither did I. I just needed a good reason for us to move back to our old house. 

One night before bed i check on the internet more on the Andrewsons and I saw news and reports on killings done in the house when suddenly i could feel someone watching me and i look around and couldn't see anybody. Then I hear someone running outside and thought it was my brother then I go to check and nobody, then i went to sleep. 

The family had planned to go for a picnic tomorrow but had a competition that day so i wouldn't be following. After the long day of me going for my basketball competition my friends drop me off at my house while i go in i discover I'm the only one home so I decide to go shower when suddenly i hear footsteps again but this time multiple footsteps and then this time i see little boys from the google pictures running around suddenly they stopped and turned to look at me and ran towards me their hands had blood on them and they screamed running towards me

i couldn't feel my legs anymore because the fear had my body losing control 

suddenly they vanished and as i was scared telling myself this wasn't real they dragged me from behind and pulled me through the stairs, leaving my bones broken as they smiled and walked towards me i couldn't move neither could i scream, the last time i blinked my eyes I didn't see the light.