. CHAPTERS
" I dont need friends" I muttered to myself as I walked down the cold empty street. my friends think I'm weird because I'm a girl and I like the color black and they always make fun of me cause of how i dressed.well I wont really call them my friends besides I only followed them for popularity.
I was going home after the most awsome party evr but I left early after being humiliated by my so called friends. I actually didnt know where I was right now Jacob drove us in his car to the party venue and I didn't really take note of the road. I looked up for a sign or something that could tell me my exact location but I couldn't find any. how on earth was I supposed to go home now I thought to myself then I heard a loudd roaring of thunder great exctly what I needed it was going to rain heavily I thought of going back to the party but my pride didn't let me.
I looked around there were hardly any houses in this area that I could beg for shelter for a night. the rain started pouring heavily on my body oh great the only fashionable dress i had was going to get ruined I sighed and kept walking hoping to find a house or shade where i could stay at least until the rain stopped.
"Finally!" I exclaimed as I saw a house in the distance and quickly r an towards it and stopped as i reached the front yard it didn't look very homely like it had been abandoned for years I was certain nobody lived there. I told myself as I looked at the building one more time it was old fashioned and lookedlike it had never been renovated could I stay the night? I thought to myself as a fork of lightining flashed over the house "spooky" I whispered to myself as I walked over to the front door was I sure of what I was doing I asked myself "come on Jessica you can do this nothing can scare you" I told myself and knocked on the door three times and it screeched as it opened the way to a dark hallway, I took a step inside and immediately the door shut behind me I tugged at the door knobtrying to open the door but it didn't budge I was trapped.
"Hello" I caalled down the dark hallway but there was no reply I swallowed hard I couldn't see a damn thing I walked with my arms infront of me then I bumped into a table I felt for a candle which I found but how was I going to light it up?. I felt the table one more time and found a matchbox I picked it up and lighted the candle which brightened the hallway "hello" I called again still no answer. I held the candle which revealed the room it had pale grey walss which were covered with dust and cubwebs which were filled with weird paintings of people in black and white as I kept walking down the hallway the air seemed to be getting colder.
I kept looking at the paintings then stopped as I noticed a painting it was Mrs Thompson she went missing five years ago and no one knew what happened to her a month later, she was found dead in the middle of the street. I realized something this were all paintingsof people that were dead I swallowed hard looking to see if I could find anyone else I knew then I came across a blank painting which was weird it was the only blank painting then something strange started happening as red ink started moving across the painting I became stiff with fears as my blood drained out of my body and I froze in fear as I stared at the once blank painting which was now covered with blood with the words " YOUR NEXT".
I quickly drew away from the painting and pointed my candle at it once again but it was blank I swallowed hard, thunder roared outside as the rain splashed angrily against the house I knew something was wrong something was definately wrong with this house and the temperature was freezing like it was below nine degrees.
I held my candle close to me as I walked out of the hallway into the living room I walked carefully minding my step, then a window flew open as heavy cold wind blew into the house blowing my candle out I looked at the window it could be my way of escape. I ran towards the window which violently shut on its own I tugged and tugged but it was locked I could feel my heart in my throatmI was alone in a dark room without my candle not knowing what to do I wanted to cry but that wasn't going to help I took a deep breathe if I wanted to leave this house I sure won't do it by standing here feeling sorry for myself . I started walking when I heard footsteps behind me if whatever was behind me didn't kill me Iwas certainly going to die of fear. "hello" a voice called behind me and I jumped in fright as a streak of lightning flashed inside the house revealing the owner of the voice it was a guy with pale white skin and jet black hair smilng at me.
"I'm Andrew" he said stretching his hand out to me but I just stared at him I had lost my voice then he laughed a bit his laughter was weird and sinister "I've seen you've lost your source of light" he said as he covered his hand over my candle and a bright radiant glow of orange filled the room as the candle came on "terrible weather we're having right?"he said lighting another candle on the table and I stared at him in fear before passing out. I woke up and found andrew by my side I was on the couch covered with a blanket. "you look cold can I make you some tea?"he asked and I just stared at him he had a strange accent I had never heard before he was literally black and white
"I need to leave" I said finding my voice as I stood up from the couch "I'm afraid you cant do that" Amdrew said standing up the room was now covered with candles and the living room was more creepier than the hallway "what do you mean" I asked confused and he just laughed a very evil laugh then he disappeared and the candles went out except one. "hello" I called "Andrew?" I called but no reply I was alone I walked over to the living room door it was locked I swallowed hard they had to be a way they just had to be a wayI couldn't just here I could hear the sound of metal like it was being pulled along a rough surface I looked into a mirror in front of me and starred in horror as I saw a knife floating in the air I bent my head and the knife went flying into the mirror I starred at the mirror and saw once again "YOUR NEXT". oh my God the house was trying to kill me I was going to be the next picture on the wall I cursed under breath.
I didn't know what to do I slowly walked over to the mirror and pulled the knife out and the mirror fell shattering to a thousand pieces and I stepped back and held the knife in my hand and walked towards the door thankfully it was a wooden door I had to get out of here even if it meant stabbing a million holes in the door I was about to stab the door when it flew open I walked out of the living room back into the dark hallway. I forgot the candle I was about to go back into the living room to fetch the candle but the door aggresively shut by itself I glanced at the knife and the door and raised the knife to the door and it opened once again then I smiled the knife was my ticket out of here I thought to myself as I quickly grabbed the candle and walked down the hallway I felt like someone was watching me I pointed the candle to a picture which was starring at me I looked closer then the picture looked away I startled back and quickly walked down the hallway then I saw Andrew's picture oh my Godhe was dead I was talking to a gjost. I looked up and saw the blamk painting again I glanced at the knife and the painting I stabbed the painting and heard a waoman's scream and blood flowed out of of the painting I pulled the knife out but it didn't move it was stuck I pulled and pulled then I heard a loud bang my eyes widened I pulled and pulled but the knife was stuck then I started to hear whispering when out of the dark a creature or human covered in tattered black cloak with gigantic claws and teeth rushed towards me I screamed and tried to pull the knife the creature was coming real fast I pulled the knife vigorously I felt it move it was almost out the creature was about to devour me when I pointed the knife in front of me and it faded I held my chest I felt like my heart was going to jump out
I wasn't taking any more risk I ran out of the hallway and found the door I came in with I pointed the knife to the door and it flew wide open I ran outside into the heavy rain and sighed and laughed a bit I made it I wasn't dead I looked at the house one more time then at the knife "well I wouldn't be needing this anymore I said to myself as I as I threw the knife at the hous eand it dissapered well I did find it weird that it was the only house I saw thaan I heard a car horn behind me and I jumped "hey kid waht are you doing in the rain?" the man driving the car asked "i'm lost" Ireplied "hop in i'll take you home" he said and I thought about it I didn't have a choice i rushed over to the car and entered the back seat and thanked the man in no time we apearred infront of my house I sighed and smiled and thanked him I wasn't sure I would have made it out of that house "Jess!" my mum called rushi g to me hugging me "where were you I was worried sick" she cried squeezinng me tight "i went to a party" I said "do you have any idea what time it is its past midnight" she said "I'm sorry mum it wont happen again" I said hugging her and I was sure after what happened I was never going for another party or any where late at night.
" I dont need friends" I muttered to myself as I walked down the cold empty street. my friends think I'm weird because I'm a girl and I like the color black and they always make fun of me cause of how i dressed.well I wont really call them my friends besides I only followed them for popularity.
I was going home after the most awsome party evr but I left early after being humiliated by my so called friends. I actually didnt know where I was right now Jacob drove us in his car to the party venue and I didn't really take note of the road. I looked up for a sign or something that could tell me my exact location but I couldn't find any. how on earth was I supposed to go home now I thought to myself then I heard a loudd roaring of thunder great exctly what I needed it was going to rain heavily I thought of going back to the party but my pride didn't let me.
I looked around there were hardly any houses in this area that I could beg for shelter for a night. the rain started pouring heavily on my body oh great the only fashionable dress i had was going to get ruined I sighed and kept walking hoping to find a house or shade where i could stay at least until the rain stopped.
"Finally!" I exclaimed as I saw a house in the distance and quickly r an towards it and stopped as i reached the front yard it didn't look very homely like it had been abandoned for years I was certain nobody lived there. I told myself as I looked at the building one more time it was old fashioned and lookedlike it had never been renovated could I stay the night? I thought to myself as a fork of lightining flashed over the house "spooky" I whispered to myself as I walked over to the front door was I sure of what I was doing I asked myself "come on Jessica you can do this nothing can scare you" I told myself and knocked on the door three times and it screeched as it opened the way to a dark hallway, I took a step inside and immediately the door shut behind me I tugged at the door knobtrying to open the door but it didn't budge I was trapped.
"Hello" I caalled down the dark hallway but there was no reply I swallowed hard I couldn't see a damn thing I walked with my arms infront of me then I bumped into a table I felt for a candle which I found but how was I going to light it up?. I felt the table one more time and found a matchbox I picked it up and lighted the candle which brightened the hallway "hello" I called again still no answer. I held the candle which revealed the room it had pale grey walss which were covered with dust and cubwebs which were filled with weird paintings of people in black and white as I kept walking down the hallway the air seemed to be getting colder.
I kept looking at the paintings then stopped as I noticed a painting it was Mrs Thompson she went missing five years ago and no one knew what happened to her a month later, she was found dead in the middle of the street. I realized something this were all paintingsof people that were dead I swallowed hard looking to see if I could find anyone else I knew then I came across a blank painting which was weird it was the only blank painting then something strange started happening as red ink started moving across the painting I became stiff with fears as my blood drained out of my body and I froze in fear as I stared at the once blank painting which was now covered with blood with the words " YOUR NEXT".
I quickly drew away from the painting and pointed my candle at it once again but it was blank I swallowed hard, thunder roared outside as the rain splashed angrily against the house I knew something was wrong something was definately wrong with this house and the temperature was freezing like it was below nine degrees.
I held my candle close to me as I walked out of the hallway into the living room I walked carefully minding my step, then a window flew open as heavy cold wind blew into the house blowing my candle out I looked at the window it could be my way of escape. I ran towards the window which violently shut on its own I tugged and tugged but it was locked I could feel my heart in my throatmI was alone in a dark room without my candle not knowing what to do I wanted to cry but that wasn't going to help I took a deep breathe if I wanted to leave this house I sure won't do it by standing here feeling sorry for myself . I started walking when I heard footsteps behind me if whatever was behind me didn't kill me Iwas certainly going to die of fear. "hello" a voice called behind me and I jumped in fright as a streak of lightning flashed inside the house revealing the owner of the voice it was a guy with pale white skin and jet black hair smilng at me.
"I'm Andrew" he said stretching his hand out to me but I just stared at him I had lost my voice then he laughed a bit his laughter was weird and sinister "I've seen you've lost your source of light" he said as he covered his hand over my candle and a bright radiant glow of orange filled the room as the candle came on "terrible weather we're having right?"he said lighting another candle on the table and I stared at him in fear before passing out. I woke up and found andrew by my side I was on the couch covered with a blanket. "you look cold can I make you some tea?"he asked and I just stared at him he had a strange accent I had never heard before he was literally black and white
"I need to leave" I said finding my voice as I stood up from the couch "I'm afraid you cant do that" Amdrew said standing up the room was now covered with candles and the living room was more creepier than the hallway "what do you mean" I asked confused and he just laughed a very evil laugh then he disappeared and the candles went out except one. "hello" I called "Andrew?" I called but no reply I was alone I walked over to the living room door it was locked I swallowed hard they had to be a way they just had to be a wayI couldn't just here I could hear the sound of metal like it was being pulled along a rough surface I looked into a mirror in front of me and starred in horror as I saw a knife floating in the air I bent my head and the knife went flying into the mirror I starred at the mirror and saw once again "YOUR NEXT". oh my God the house was trying to kill me I was going to be the next picture on the wall I cursed under breath.
I didn't know what to do I slowly walked over to the mirror and pulled the knife out and the mirror fell shattering to a thousand pieces and I stepped back and held the knife in my hand and walked towards the door thankfully it was a wooden door I had to get out of here even if it meant stabbing a million holes in the door I was about to stab the door when it flew open I walked out of the living room back into the dark hallway. I forgot the candle I was about to go back into the living room to fetch the candle but the door aggresively shut by itself I glanced at the knife and the door and raised the knife to the door and it opened once again then I smiled the knife was my ticket out of here I thought to myself as I quickly grabbed the candle and walked down the hallway I felt like someone was watching me I pointed the candle to a picture which was starring at me I looked closer then the picture looked away I startled back and quickly walked down the hallway then I saw Andrew's picture oh my Godhe was dead I was talking to a gjost. I looked up and saw the blamk painting again I glanced at the knife and the painting I stabbed the painting and heard a waoman's scream and blood flowed out of of the painting I pulled the knife out but it didn't move it was stuck I pulled and pulled then I heard a loud bang my eyes widened I pulled and pulled but the knife was stuck then I started to hear whispering when out of the dark a creature or human covered in tattered black cloak with gigantic claws and teeth rushed towards me I screamed and tried to pull the knife the creature was coming real fast I pulled the knife vigorously I felt it move it was almost out the creature was about to devour me when I pointed the knife in front of me and it faded I held my chest I felt like my heart was going to jump out
I wasn't taking any more risk I ran out of the hallway and found the door I came in with I pointed the knife to the door and it flew wide open I ran outside into the heavy rain and sighed and laughed a bit I made it I wasn't dead I looked at the house one more time then at the knife "well I wouldn't be needing this anymore I said to myself as I as I threw the knife at the hous eand it dissapered well I did find it weird that it was the only house I saw thaan I heard a car horn behind me and I jumped "hey kid waht are you doing in the rain?" the man driving the car asked "i'm lost" Ireplied "hop in i'll take you home" he said and I thought about it I didn't have a choice i rushed over to the car and entered the back seat and thanked the man in no time we apearred infront of my house I sighed and smiled and thanked him I wasn't sure I would have made it out of that house "Jess!" my mum called rushi g to me hugging me "where were you I was worried sick" she cried squeezinng me tight "i went to a party" I said "do you have any idea what time it is its past midnight" she said "I'm sorry mum it wont happen again" I said hugging her and I was sure after what happened I was never going for another party or any where late at night.
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