Wednesday, 30 May 2012

The House On Maple Street



The house on Maple Street was a very quiet, creepy place to see. The people that live there seem like decent people. They go around like everyone else, and they don't bother anyone. They do come around and hang out with  the neighbours, but there is just something about that house. When they go in it the door creeks like you'd never heard before. When someone goes into it, they don't come out for a very very long time. And when they do come out, they are never the same. They get all weird and sketchy. Stories have always been told about this house, but our is the worst. One day a fellow neighbour went for a nice visit, he walked in the door and all the lights were off.....except one. The downstairs light was nice and bright. So he gave a tiny knock and yelled "hello", nobody answered. He strolled on down the stairs when the light went out, and music started playing. Taping on the walls started, and it got louder and louder! As scared as he was, he kept going. He turned around a corner and for a quick second he saw two dead bodies, it was the owners of the house. For that one moment he seen the bodies, the next he looked up and got shanked and died.

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