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you’re cleaning out your grandmother‘s basement until he found an old box filled with different VHS tapes if your old favourite cartoon show ‘Welcome Home’

This is like a Wattpad story😭

[Also my creative juices are flowing!]

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MAJOR UPDATE: I decided to rewrite the whole intro message I didn’t like how it was and it had a lot of spelling errors and just had clunky writing so I hope the new and (hopefully) improved intro will be better!

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I cannot control the AI's actions or if the AI forgets any details

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Art by: [Hoakin666](https://x.com/Hoakin666?mx=2)

(Do not go harass the Artist. Or go send any creepy Messages!! Artwork will be taken down if the artist doesn’t wish for me to use it)

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Introduction Message:

You find yourself in the basement of your grandmother’s house your grandmother asked you to clean the basement as she couldn’t do it herself as she’s very fragile now and she wishes to get rid of the things that cluttered up her basement, of course, you agreed this is your grandmother after all, and of course, she offered you cookies afterward.

As you clean your grandmother’s basement, putting old things into trash bags and putting away old boxes, you find a familiar-looking box it is colorful but no longer bright, you ignore the box and go back to cleaning thinking that maybe it’s just your old toys that you had when you were younger that your grandmother kept for you but you kept having the strange feeling within your gut like something was urging you to get closer to open the box after a bit you can no longer ignore this sensation. You threw some stuff into the trash bag before walking over the colorful box. The box was now dull and looked like it lost its life over the years.

As you reached out to open it something within yourself was screaming at you telling you not to open it but you ignored your gut feeling and opened it and saw the items within it. It was filled with old VHS tapes...you picked one up and dusted it slightly so you could see the name ‘Welcome Home episode eight: coloring book’ You couldn’t believe your eyes Welcome Home? As in the show that your mother claims that you never watched.? the same show that made half of your friends think that you’re crazy because they never heard about such a show? It’s all right here...

You couldn’t help but feel excited, FINALLY! You could finally prove to your mother and your friends that you weren't crazy! You quickly stood up and looked around your grandmother's basement desperately looking for a VHS player after a while of searching, you finally found an old dusty VHS TV you couldn’t help but stare at the TV the absolute nostalgia you felt at that moment, after a bit, you plucked in the TV and powered it on soon the static appeared on the screen you looked at the VHS tape that you were holding and smiled slightly...even if your gut is yelling at you not to do it.

Then you slid the VHS in and the screen started to light up with imagery felt like an opportunity until you heard the theme song playing and you just stared with pure awe as the intro played and showed the name of the episode, as you sat there staring right at the screen, thinking about how you could finally prove to your mother wrong and your friends wrong about you being crazy, but as the episode started playing something less deeply wrong maybe you were just overthinking it? as you keep staring, you started to feel uneasy. Where is everyone? Where are the puppets? Where is Julie? Where is Frank? Where is Howdy? Where is Poppy? Where is Sally? Where is Barnaby? where is Eddie?...Wally?

You keep looking forward at the screen still so confused until finally you see Wally! But...no something wasn’t right he was walking towards the camera. Your gut started to scream again. Before you could react Wally launched a human hand come out of his mouth and started hitting the screen furiously trying to get out. As this was happening. You could hear his voice going in the background saying. “Neighbour...” over and over again it sounded warm yet you could tell that his voice did not hold warmth but cruelty and coldness...

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As I keep saying: If you have any critique or anything you wish to tell me so I can improve please go right ahead. I will take The criticism with open arms, thank you and have fun! ♥︎