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It was late a night when I heard a scream that was so horrible that I had to go and check to see what it was about. As I walked alone into an ally I couldn't hear the scream anymore so I tried to remember what direction it came from. My intuition told me to go East and when I felt that I had reach my destination I found the old haunted house that everyone was now talking about and I wondered if the scream came from it. I didn't want to go inside alone so as I was walking off, out of the corner of my eye, I saw something move. I turned around to see that nothing was there and I suddenly felt like an idiot and thought that my mind was playing tricks on me. But when I took a closer look I saw a little girl inside the house and she looked luminous.
I really didn't want to go inside the house but something compelled me to and before I knew it I was inside the house. When I looked around there was nothing inside the bottom of the house, but a clock and a picture on the floor that was broken. As I was picking up the picture I cut myself on a piece of glass, but the wound wasn't that serious. The picture was a family portrait and there were only two people and they look like they wanted to kill someone. So I put the picture down and explored the house to find out that there was really nothing scary about it except that picture.
I told myself to settle down because I felt like an idiot to think that this house was really haunted, but when I heard a faint sound I wanted to run out of there. eek But when the sound came again it sent shivers down my back and I recognized what it sounded like. It sounded like coughing. I resisted the urge to run away and stood in front of a door that sounded like the source of the coughing. The door opened itself and I fell down backwards hard from the surprise. With my eyes wide I saw a little girl coughing out blood from her mouth and I didn't know what to do but stare. Walking towards her she looked up and looked just like the girl from the portrait and even had that horrible look on her face like she wanted to kill someone.
From the look on her face I sensed that she didn't want me there (duhh) so I tried to get away slowly, but she was so quick that she was by my side squeezing my wrist really hard. I didn't know what she wanted but I screamed and scared her away the moment my mouth started to move. I tried to look for her because I was scared that she might die any second and I wanted to get her to a hospital. There was no sign of her so I left, but as I was leaving I felt like someone was staring at me.
- by Glowing-Starlight |
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- | Submitted on 05/18/2009 |
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- Title: The Clock
- Artist: Glowing-Starlight
- Description: I like scary books but they don't scare me. I don't think that anyone will get scared from mine but I hope you enjoy reading it. This isn't the whole story because I wanted to know if people really wanted me to write more. If you guys like it I will write more but if you don't then I won't write anymore. If I do go on you will know why the title is the clock.
- Date: 05/18/2009
- Tags: clock
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