About: A girl named Meg. Meg is somehow pressured into going to a haunted house, read more to find out what happens there...
Theme- horror
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"Meg!" I hear a familiar voice shout from across the classroom. I could recognise it anywhere, its my best friend Amy. She comes over sits on the chair next to me. As she moves the chair in to get closer to me she puts her hands on mine. "Did you hear about Jacks party, tonight?" She grins at me. "We are all invited! How great is that!" She continues.
"Are you... serious?!" I squeal like some kind of 5 year old thats hyper. You see Jack has been my crush since year 10 (now we are in year 12). I cant help but wonder if i'll get to talk to him this time because whenever I pluck up the courage (and have a drink) and go to talk to him something always keeps me from seeing him. Who knows, maybe tonight's the night.
Me and Amy get to the party to find everyone already there. We head over to the drinks table that is a complete mess, not like anyone cares. "Jack at 2 'o' clock" Amy says to me as i take a sip of bear. "Omg, do i look okay?" I ask. Not that i have time to listen to her answer before she pushes me towards him. Jack turns to me. Crap is it too late to run i think to myself. "Oh hey, Meg right?" He asks in his dreamy voice that makes me weak in the knees.
"U-uh yeah it is." I stutter.
"Well, what are you doing over there? I don't bite." He says, pulling me gently towards him by my hand.
After talking for a while we get to know each other. "Jack! C'mon a couple of us are going to that haunted house up on crook street. You coming?" One of his friends, Dan, says. "Is that even a question? Of course!.... Can Meg come too?" He asks. They both turn to me to see if i want to. Now, anyone that knows me would know that I'm not too keen on the whole haunted house kinda thing. But what can i say, this is my shot with Jack. If i let him go without me I'll never talk to him again. "Sure?" I panic.
We walk to the front door of this house. Its huge and all black. The roof is starting to cave in and everything is kinda wonky. Its that kind if house that obviously was once a grand and beautiful place to live but that was a looong time ago. There is 5 of us altogether. Me, Jack, Amy, Dan and a girl called Emily. The door creeks open.
"Come in children." And old creepy voice whispers from inside the house.
"I dont like this. We shouldn't have come." Emily whispers as we walk through the door.
"You can go if you want." Dan says. She turns towards the door.
"Too. late" the creepy voice says. The door suddenly slams shut. The whole house shakes. Everyone looks at each other. "Who was that?" Jack calls out. "Who's here?" He pries. Nothing. I cling to Jack while Amy and Emily hold Dans arms. Amy gets out her phone to call someone. "Thats weird, could've sworn i had signal a minute ago..." she says.
"C'mon there might be a back door or a window to climb out of. We all try ti open windows as we make our way through the house. None of them open. We all look at each other with a mix of freight and concern. "Good luck with that." The voice chuckles. At that moment i hear footsteps and a scraping that sounded like knifes sharpening. I look at the ceiling to where the sound came from. "Did anyone else hear that?" I whisper. No one speaks. Just scared nods as none of us wanted to take our eyes of the stairs. The footsteps got closer and so did the knife sounds. Dan puts his finger to his mouth to say to be quiet and gestures his hand to make us follow him. We all creep to the back door and Dan tries to open it. Nothing. Then Jack tries, then both at the same time. It isn't opening anytime soon. "I know you're here, children... i can hear you breathing." The mans voice says. At this point my heart is racing. The footsteps still get closer. Doesn't help my heartbeat. I run to the old kitchen cabinets and hide. "What are you doing?" Any asks as if im stupid.
"Well, do you want to die?" I say. So everyone gets in a cabinet. After about 20 seconds the footsteps are so loud. They are in the room... my heart beats so fast. A shadow comes outside the door to my cabinet. Oh god oh god oh god what do i do?! I watch the shadow. It doesn't move. Suddenly i hear a door creek open. The one next to mine. Its all silent. "Hello child...." the man says. A girl screams, i- i think its Emily. "Well, come on out." I hear her step out. "Ok, now the rest if you." We are all to scared to fight it. The man is old. Wrinkles all over, grey hair. But thats not all. The crippled mans face was half burnt off. This is by far the most disturbing thing I've ever seen. Jack gasps. "Oh. Are you scared? Little wimpy children." He sound disgusted. "You think you can just waltz in to a house, uninvited?! This will show you, you unmannered idiots." He shouts. With one clean slice of his knife he slits Emily's throat. Tears fall down my cheeks. None of us dare to speak, all too shocked. "LEAVE NOW! AND I HOPE THIS TEACHES YOU A LESSON!" He shouts. The doors and windows swing open and close and open and close. We run to the door and dint look back until we are halfway down the road. Tears still falling.
Then.... i woke up. Sweat falling from my forehead...
