There (Haunted)

Chapter six

A loud bang stops our freezing pose. None of us knowing whats going to happen next and none of us wanting to.

"Well i'm not going in there!" Harry tells us.

He's the only boy, well man, he's 20, who will actually do something dangerous and daring. Andrew's not going in there, defiantly not! Jacks scared of pretty much everything, he's nearly 15 and still sleeps with a teddy bear, I can't talk because I still do aswell, well I am girl so that changes everything! George likes to think he's hard and not afraid of anything but when he goes in there he will just come screaming out again 10 seconds later. Finn barely talks so i doubt he can scream but he all ways likes to stay beside a female figure, he's a ladies boy! So pretty much no boy apart from my dad who isn't here would go in that room! Everyone looks at Harry, giving him that look, the look thats says, 'you wuss!' He rolls his eyes half way but stops, they do wider and wider looking straight threw the gap in the door thats getting bigger and bigger, something is defiantly in there alright!

"Oh my god!" My mum shouts as she grabs the old fashioned door knob and pulls it shut with a bit of a struggle. She locks the door then puts her hands over her face.

"Thats why this house was so cheap!" She whispers but loud enough for me to hear.

"Yeah." I say back.

"What do we do now?" My aunt says, who has a faint idea but knowing my mum isn't going to give up!

"Well we are sure not moving again!" Her hands are of her face now but she is laughing, nervously.

"I am not helping you pack again, to much hard work and it hurts my back! Oh and the next house you get, please try not to get a haunted one!" Harry say running his fingers threw his hair.

I just stand there smiling at them. It maybe a haunted house but its quite funny, I love the paranormal active things, it's really exciting! A bit like a dream come true really!

"I am not, and I repeat not going threw all that hassle with moving again!" My mum says.

"This is pretty cool, you have to admit!" I say, everyone looks at me with one eyebrow raised up. They must think I'm mad. "Although I might not get as many friends sleeping round." I continue with still everyone staring at me.

"Well if you don't mind me I am going downstairs to help unpack and finish my cuppa!" My aunt says as she walks downstairs.

"Yes, me two! There is a lot of packing, its going to take us all day, better get going Becca." My mum tells me.

"Becs, you coming?" Harry asks me and walks into my new room to finish unpacking.

3 hours later

"Where do you want these?" Harry asks me whilst shoving a little box in my face.

"Over there please." I say as I point to one of my dressers and he takes the box and starts to unpack my pyjama's.

"What I don't get is that we could have something else living in the house as well as us and everyone is like they don't care!" I'm beginning to shout now.

"Okay, okay! Calm down!" Harry puts his arms on my shoulders. "Now where do I put your vests?"

He begins to laugh and I put my hand up to slap him, he flinches and takes his hands off my shoulders.

"I'm serious though! We are not the only ones here! I need to find out what happened to this house!"

All Harry can do is laugh.

"What? I have to sleep across the hall to that room and all you can do is laugh?!" I swat his arm.

"Ha! Yeah! Okay, i'm sorry. I suppose it is quite scary, although i'm not the one sleeping here!" He puts up his arm to block me hitting him and to say he surrenders.

But all I do is stare at him, my eyes narrow and his eyes are wide but he soon gives in, laughs and says he's sorry again.

"Once we've unpack my room and onsuit, which we're nearly done luckily can we go outside and unpack the horsey bits, maybe we could do on a hack later, i'll let you go on Harry!" I say and Harry nods and a huge smile grows on his face.

This is only his second ride on the horse that coincidentally has that same name as him but he doesn't really care. Half an hour later we finish unpacking my room and decide to head downstairs to get something to eat and drink before heading out. When we get to the stairs I look back at the door to the spare room, luckily it isn't open but I put the bad ghostly thoughts of the dark room to the back of my mind and look in front again, Harry does even look back even though he froze for ages when he realised this wasn't a normal house, it's a haunted house!