Whisper Avenue

"ɗօŋ'ʈ Ɩɛʈ ʈɧɛ wɧispɛrs iŋ."

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The ghost girl who slept on the edge of her bed said. But she didn't listen. No, Samantha Carter did NOT listen when she moved one eerie night to a new house on Whisper Avenue.

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Creek...

The door to Samantha Carter's bedroom went.

I was running. I don't know where to, but I couldn't stop. I was following a path in the middle of the farmer's corn fields. I don't know how I know where I'm going, but I do. Something is telling me I do.

The whispers.

Creek......

I jolted out of bed. Beads of sweat where pouring down my forehead. I couldn't see straight and my vision was blurred. As soon as I could see normal again. Ghost girl talked.

"You let the whispers in, didn't you?"

Her cold and raspy voice made me shiver.

"No.."

"You liar, you let them taunt you. You weakling."

Then she rose up from the edge of my bed and bolted through me.

It was like feeling ice cold water pour down on you. It made you shiver and get goosebumps. She then disappeared.

That's the problem with ghosts. they're aways there, but you just can't see them.

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As I stood before the old paint-chipped house, I took in the cracked shutters, broken windows, and crumbling chimney, all shone upon by the moonlight up above.

"Dad?" I asked into the cold night as the wind sucked up my words and wisped them around.

"Over here sweetie!" He shouted from behind the moving truck.

I ran over to him to help him with the boxes.

"Do we have to live here?"

"It's the only house we can afford right now I'm afraid." He sounded disappointed. I frowned.

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As I walked through the upstairs passageway, I could see lots of rooms. old rooms.

At the end of the hallway, I found a small room with white paint.

I started unpacking, but then I heard a voice.

Kind of like a small, soft voice, almost like a...

Whisper.

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As I crept down the passageway, I could still hear the sound of the whispers.

They got louder and more angry.

They were driving me crazy.

The lights blacked out.

I couldn't see.

But I could see a shadow moving towards me.

I ran to the light switch and flipped it.

It disappeared, but then I heard a whisper.

"You let me in Samantha, you fool. don't turn the lights offffff....."

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I went to bed with the lights on that night.

But when I woke up, after I ate bacon with my Dad, I heard a whisper again. It was coming from the basement. the dark basement, with no lights.

I looked down the stairs. Something inside of me wanted to go down there, an urge. A strong urge.

Go down there Samantha, you'll be fine.

No I won't!!

Yes you will, come on Samantha, turn of the lights, let the whispers in.

But my voice couldn't be heard anymore, I could only hear the whispers.

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Creeeeekk...

Follow the whispers Samantha. Follow them to be free.

I crept down to the old dark room, where you would use chemicals with film cameras.

There was still 3 old bottles of the chemicals. I heard it was toxic.

But you want to drink it.

And I did.

I took the dusty old bottle of toxins and drank it all up.

My vision was blurry and the room was spinning.

I could make out one figure. the shadow. It was there. running towards me, but I didn't run.

I stood there.

I didn't move.

All the lights where out.

The shadow had long teeth and a black dress which had blood stains and white stuff on it.

The shadow had 3 others behind it, just as scary as the first.

They were now sprinting towards me.

But then they stopped.

They were right In front of me.

The main shadow cupped a hand over my face.

It was ice cold and felt like death.

"You let ʈɧɛ wɧispɛrs iŋ." It said, right before I fell to the ground.

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"And that was the tale of Whisper Avenue and how the whispers consume you." Said the ghost girl sitting on my grave in a

wɧispɛr.

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