What Lies Below

As I lay in my bed, I watched the sun go down in the distance. Tomorrow was the last day of school. I couldn't sleep with the excitement of hearing the bell ring for the end of the day. In summer we are moving to a new house. My parents told me that it is luxurious and has 3 stories with a pool in the backyard! I could not wait to get out of this hellhole that we call a house, the new house was going to be amazing. The next day I was on my way to school when I saw a sign of a missing girl in the neighbourhood of the new house. "I wonder what happened to her", I murmured to myself. I don't know the address of the new house but there was an address on the sign. The address was 2145 Livingston Street. It said the last thing that the saw was a note that said get out of the house before it gets you. As I continued to walk to school I had a feeling that something was wrong with the house, but I didn't know what.

I sprinted out the door to the car as the bell rang, this was the most exciting day of my life. We drove for many hours and it seemed like we were going the wrong way. As we arrived in the neighbourhood every house seemed either half destroyed or had something wrong with it. I started to wonder if my parents had lied to me. My parents gazed back at me and told me that we were almost there. They had said that this house costed them $700,000 but I don't believe them at all. 

The house was glorious, all of the other houses looked like they praised this one house. I could hear the sweet sound of the pool water rushing through the pool. The sun glared off of the panes and right into my eyes. I darted inside with my bags and ran straight up to my room. My bed was neatly made and we had hired a maid to keep care of my house. I fell onto my bed and yelled "No more chores" at the top of my lungs.

I watched the maid closely doing her work trying not to be spotted. Everything seemed like she was in a big rush and that she was scared of something. It was 10:00pm and I was trying to sleep when I heard a loud bang. I almost jumped out of my skin! I tried to shrug it off but I kept on hearing creaks under me and under the floor, like there was a person under me. I hid under my blankets as the creaking went on, I had to check it out. I zoomed to the kitchen to grab a knife and I went back to my room. I pried open the floorboards knowing that my parents would get mad at me but I didn't care. I had to see what was down here.

As I sat on the floor trembling, a chill ran down my spine. I stuck the knife through the crack in my floorboards and started prying. I started to lose my breath as the floorboard was being removed. Once the floorboard was almost off I could not breathe. I ran out of my room to catch my breath and my parents were standing in the hallway with a disappointed face.