Charlie
And The Haunted House
Charlie went with his friends to a haunted house. Then
when they walked up the stairs and creak open the door. His friends pushed him
on the floor. It was old and dusty. He was so scared. He knew the story a long
time ago a kid went missing in a haunted house. The houses lights were
flickering over and over. Charlie was saying to himself be brave, be brave.
Charlie let it out he fainted. When he woke up he saw the old dusty ceiling. He
heard glass shatter like a million times. Charlie was freaking out because he
really wanted to leave BADLY!!!.
“Oh no,” he
said to himself, “ I can't believe this, I just
can't.”
Charlie starts
walking down the hall. He felt dizzy. Charlie shook his head so he wasn't dizzy
anymore. He didn’t feel well,he just wanted to end this once and for all. He
starts to walk upstairs. He saw dead people on the wall staring at him. He
starts walking in the upstairs hallway. He saw a white shadow flicker across
the dark black hallway.
It was so bright it almost went blind. He tried to
look away but he couldn't. The stairs were as tall as a mansion. Charlie sees
the open window. He thinks it is just a
trap. If anybody was here. He saw something black walking toward him. Charlie
charged and then jumped like never before. He slammed his rough hard metal hand
at the thing. (Not Actually metal). Charlie hand was all jet red. He hated this
so much. Charlie looked at the thing, it was this dark thing. Charlie turned on
the lights. IT WAS GONEEEE!!!.
He couldn't believe it, he just couldn’t. Charlie called his mom because the cell phone reception was working. He got help from mom and she came to pick him up. He broke his ankle while he had hit the floor when he punched the thing. Charlie got better now. He is now happy. He acted like nothing happened. He loved that it was done.
THE END
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