Oil (Creative Writing Short Story)

Oil (Creative Writing Short Story)

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"Stereotypical, ain't it?" Jake muttered again. Mike nodded in agreement. "They just had to call and report the spooky noises coming from the spooky house, didn't they?" Jake whined. Mike snorted and shook his head, "Come on, let's get this over with." They clicked their flashlights on and trudged up the creaky steps wearily. The front door was moldy and horribly chipped, and when Mike raised his hand and knocked mildew stuck to his hand. He wrinkled his nose in disgust and wiped it on his pants. [Gonna be posting some old works from wayyy back when I was in Highschool. This was the short story I wrote for my Creative Writing class before we did our longer story. Beware: it's old writing so it's gonna be a hard read.]
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'If you are reading this then you are Blissfully Unaware of what is Creeping right behind you.'- Unknown. ************************************ "I am not afraid." She said to herself trying to calm her heartbeats. She stood right in front of the dusty glass door. Placing both her hands on it she tried to push the door. For the split of a second she saw a young lady, her hands and face covered in blood, impatiently banging on the door. The wind around her went crazy. She heard random whispers in her head. Rhea was unable to focus on anything around her but the lady. The lady was saying something but for Rhea it felt like some random lips movement. She was scared out of her wits. Then suddenly everything went dead silent. The lady vanished. The whispers and the wind stopped. But then Rhea saw light imprints of blood on the glass door under the dusty layer. ************************************ This book basically contains short horror stories of my own imagination. They may be a bit creepy and weird but that's how the book goes. These stories are short but scary. I hope you'll enjoy them. It's my first book ever so please support it.

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