Story: Haunted house
8 kids edited , 80 words , 3 COUNTRIES
TYPE: You Choose
The haunted house stood tall on the hill...
It was always avoided no one ever went between 1km of the premises but he was different he needed to take on what ever secrets was hidden in that house
BY: No name found
Country: No country found
As he slowly tiptoed along the grass infested foot path many creepy little bugs and insects wondered as he was fearless!
One day a group of friends dared the oldest one to knock on the door. She hesitated for a while and then she finally agreed.
As she knocked at the door at the door a hand emerged from the ground and pulled into the ground were she could not see anything
He slowly started to walk up the hill when he felt a rush of anxiety bubble up in his stomach and he started to guess if he made the right decision...
A flash of movement caught his eye as he stood on the old rotten wood. fear clogged his brain as he reached out to touch the rusted brass doorbell......
His quivering hand rested on the cold doorbell. Millions of questions were swimming around in his brain. What was the flash of movement he had spotted? Were the rumors true about this haunted house? Was it a good idea to knock the door? There was only one thing left to do. He pushed the rusted doorbell. The doorbell was a bloodcurdling scream. Suddenly, the doormat gave way beneath him. He realized too late that he was falling to his death.
Country: New Zealand
However thinking he was going to die, all of a Sudden a hand caught him by his shirt...he looked up and it was her... With relief he asked " What are you doing here?" "Same thing as you. People say the house is haunted and because of that, I thought to check it out myself. By the way, what are you doing here?"...
Country: Papua new Guinea