THE HAUNTED HOUSE

Chapter 4 The Thing that Ate my Friends

I ran upstairs and saw something, I don't know what it was at the time. what it seemed like a large dog. I quietly tiptoed out if that room. as soon as I thought I was out I hearing range, I ran, I ran to the front door. I banged on it for what seemed like days. Then, I herd footsteps, 2 at a time footsteps. I quietly ran to a hiding place. I ran into a closet and closed to door. I was feeling for a wall behind me, but there was non. I just kept walking backwards until I felt something sticky. I tabbed my flash light, and I saw a huge glob of slime. I almost screamed, but a hand covered my mouth. I turned and I saw no one. "Than you guardian angle," I thought. then I turned around and saw my friends who disappeared. "Damaris, you have to be quiet in here or the thing will find you. the other two were crying and it found them. it grabbed them. What we have concluded it that it is blind and can not smell. it can only hear and feel." said my old friend Carly. "Shh, I hear something, turn your light off now!" shouted another of my friends, his name was Spencer. I turned it off quickly. I herd the footsteps again. they seemed close, but then they walked away. we stayed quiet for hours. I finally gave then some of my food. we all shared my water. when we thought it was safe, we whispered very, very quietly. "So, how are we going to take down this thing?" I asked. "I don't plan on taking it down, I just want to escape," Spencer said. "The only was to escape is to kill the thing. and to do that we need a plan. Have you any ideas?" Carly asked. "Well I was thinking, I have fish bait, so we could lour it to the door, and then it could break open the door and we thro the bait somewhere in the house, as far as we can, and we make a run for it," I replied. "There is one flaw, it can't smell or see remember?" Carly reminded me. "Oh yea," I said.

We eventually made a plan. we set it up. I grabbed all the supplies we needed and ran back to the closet. I had made a fake person, I had to cut flesh off of my dead friends in the basement to let it eat. I set it close to the door out of this hell. we herd the footsteps again. we herd it walking toward the door, then it stopped. We thought this plan would work, but apparently it didn't, it realized it had already eaten that blood and walked away. We were quiet Once again. When we herd the steps go upstairs, we waited a few minutes and herd it sleeping. "Ok so we know it can tell what it ate and what it didn't eat, and we can't sacrifice one of us. so what do we do?" I asked. "We could just throw something down the basement stairs, wait for it to go down there, and then shut the door behind it. And we could block te door with something really heavy, and run for the door," suggested Spencer. "That is genius!! Except we can't push anything that heavy," Carly pointed out. "we can, yes we can, we have to try, I will not die in here, I want to live my life, I want to become a teen and be annoyed all thee time and go through puberty and have boyfriends and a first kiss and get married and have children and die of old age. I refuse to give up until all that happens, are you with me or not!" I whisper yelled.