My Humble Adobe Of Short Stories

The Night of my Worst Nightmare

“Oh come on, it was just a meaningless bet. And anyways I don't even believe in all this paranormal stuff.”

“Then why don't you prove it.” Zach, Kiya, Brenda and Benny said in unison.

“But it's Halloween and - ”

“No buts Amanda, it was your idea to scare the kids when they came for trick or treating and now look, you have fallen us into deep trouble with their parents.” Mr ‘Zach always agitated pants’ said.

“You say as if you are the only victims in this situation. Even I am busted but I am not complaining.”

“Because you are the one who forced us into this brain popping idea of yours. And plus half of the deal was that if this plan gets backfired, you will do whatever we say. So we dare you to spend the night in the haunted mansion at the end of the street.”

“You evil maniacs! Fine I will do it, but if till morning I get bored out there, then I am gonna tell all your parents, that you guys sneak out of your rooms every night, to go to late night parties.” Oh yeah that was a good one. Now these people will know what it feels to mess with me.

This threat paled their faces. “ yo-you wouldn't do that. Even you go out to party with us.”

“Try me if you want to!!” I sang as I walked away from the spot leaving the four of them standing there with a look of shock on their faces.

Oh, it so helps to be the dominating one sometimes. An evil laughter escaped my lips, seeing them get worried.

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I wrapped my Nike Windcheater tightly around me, cutting out the cold air supply that was making my body chilly and my nose runny. I wiped my red nose and waited for my friends to arrive at the gates of the ‘supposedly’ haunted mansion to send me on this great and dangerous mission.

It all sounds so freaking childish!

Tightening the straps of my backpack, I saw Brenda walking towards me from a distance.

As soon as she reached me, I started to provide her with specific instructions, “I told mom that I am staying at your house for the night, so please don't go around telling people that I am at some haunted house. Cause before you will know it the news will have reached my mom.”

“Oh yeah sure, don't sweat about it.”

“You guys want to accompany me inside. After seeing that there is nothing haunted there, you people can happily leave.” I asked the others who had joined us a few moments later.

“No, we are good. We don't have any plans on becoming ghost meat, tonight….. Or any night, for that matter .”

I rolled my eyes, “Oh gosh, I have got such cowards for friends. Sometimes it feels like I am taking care of five year olds. Anyways I am going in. Adios amigos! Meet you in the morning.”

I stepped inside the huge rusty gates of the once beautiful mansion. Legend has it that the owner's daughter killed her husband and her father in this huge place, so now their ghosts haunt this manor.

Ahhh and you expect me to believe this nonsense.

Crossing the lawn before the main house, I came in front of the two big doors, probably larger than the ones I have seen in my entire lifetime. They had an eerie kind of look and a lion shaped bronze door knocker attached to them. The eyes of the lion glowed red sending a shiver down my spine, and to calm myself I assumed that it was probably from the cold, but even I wasn't sure if it was.

I looked back, my dear friends(note the sarcasm) had already scurried away and left me alone to deal with this whole situation.

Okay Amanda, let's go in and get this over with. I let out a low breath building up my courage.