Friday, October 13th - 11:00pm
Dear Diary,
I was in the kitchen. There were brand new appliances along the one wall which didn't match anything in the rest of the house. Everything was black and the floor squeaked when you walked on it like it did in the rest of the house. There were 2 doors one leading outside and the other appeared to be leading downstairs. There was also a cat bowl with food in it which was strange since Sally said there were no pets living in the house and that no one was inside the house for 5 years. Suddenly I heard a thud coming from the basement when I opened the door it was very dark down there so I grabbed a candle from the kitchen and an old box of matches and lit the candle. Trembling with fear I began to make my way down the creaky stairs when I got to the bottom the door slammed shut. I hurried back up the stairs to get out but the door was locked. I began to panic and I started screaming and yelling and knocking on the door. Suddenly it creaked open I entered the kitchen but there was no one by the door or even in the kitchen. I decided to get as far away from the basement as I could so I went upstairs. I was walking down the hall exploring the rooms I opened the first door on the left and it was a small room. It didn't have beds or really any purpose. All there was, was a small table with a bouquet of roses. All of the sudden a black cat jumped out of nowhere and meowed. I quickly sprinted into a room and locked the door behind me.
-Stephanie Brown
YOU ARE READING
Daniella Johnson (A Short Horror Story)
Short StoryStephanie Brown takes an offer from a local neighbor to spend a night in her house. But what she doesn't know is the house's dark past. © Megan2422 2015
