Some real scary stories pls?

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One time, and among us and sussy imposter met up and die.

One day i was downstairs in my kitchen making dinner and i didn’t really bother to turn on the lights because i’m kinda weird about wasting power, and suddenly i felt a chill go up my back and i turned around and saw my little brother staring at the wall and it looked like he was holding something in his hand but nothing was there. to this day i think there might’ve been a small dead child in our house my brother could see.

Can you give me the poem so i can you?

The answer is ink because it has to soke in the paper so i believe the answer is b.ink