by John Michael Howe (17/11/2003)
I bought a house on Friday
13th 2003, it wasn't very expensive because it was only a small
bungalow with hardly any windows, and also a madman named William
Rustboro hung himself on the giant oak tree just outside the
house.
I turned the handle to the door and walked in, I had one problem
with this house and that is it's cold and damp, it gives you the
feeling that something is watching you.
It was eleven o'clock at night so I decided to go to bed. I
walked up the creaky staircase to a small bedroom. I lay down on
the bed and fell asleep.
"AAAAAAAGGHHHH!!!!"
There was a deafening scream down-stairs. I looked at my watch
it; was twelve o'clock.
"AAAAAAAGGHHHH!!!!"
I felt a cold riddle down my spine, it felt like someone had
dropped 100 ice cubes down my back.
I heard something running upstairs. \par I ran to the bedroom
door and locked it.
The door handle slowly turned.
My life flashed before my eyes.
CRACK!
An axe had sliced right through the door, and I could just see a
silver outline of a body.
It then kicked the door down.
A silver man stood outside the bedroom, he had a large chain
around his neck, he was blind in one eye and the skin on his face
was all torn off.
He also had a blood red cape.
I stepped back but it stepped forwards and lifted the axe as high
as the ceiling; I rapidly ran right through him.
He shrieked and ran after me.
I fled down the stairs and smashed through the door.
I ran past the oak tree.
It was moving, it had chains all over it and it was swinging them
around.
It was trying to hit me but I still kept on running.
I was running for at least an hour; I got tired and fell on the
ground.
I turned around and saw the ghost still running towards me.
I got up and started to say the Lord's prayer.
The ghost fell on the floor while screaming its head off.
Its head was sta rting to get bigger and bigger until it exploded
into a raging inferno and finally disappeared.
After that I have had a phobia of death and dead people.
I will now not go anywhere near a grave.
The End