"94 Wetherby Road" Creepypasta-Deleted from Creepypasta Wiki

What am I doing here? I was on Weatherby road, investagating the old Weatherby house with my friend Jack.

No one really came here anymore, due to some suspicious rumors about Mr. Thomson, the old owner of the now abandoned Weatherby house. He lived alone except for his maid, Abigail. The rumor is that when Mr. Thomson refused to raise Abigail's pay, she killed him. My friend Jack had insisted we poke around even though I thought it was a bad idea. "C'mon dude! What bad things could happen? You don't believe that silly old rumor anyway, right?" "No, I don't believe it, but I still think this is a bad idea. We're not supposed to be here!" Despite what I said Jack persisted. We neared the overgrown and unkept grounds in front of the massive mansion.