Everybody said the old Bosworth mansion was haunted ... but me and my friends weren't afraid of nothing. It was a cold halloween night with a full moon in the air. The air smelled of leaves and a soft breeze was blowing. But as we got closer to the old mansion, the air smelled of rotten flesh and the air was dead. But that didn't stop us to go inside the old mansion. The door was open, so we went inside.
The air was cold and the mansion smelled like old books and rotting floor boards. We walked further inside the house. The people that lived there died in their sleep in a house fire and people say their ghosts haunt the mansion. A black cat ran past us and hissed at us, but we still continued. We were walking down a hallway and my friend said that someone brushed past his neck.
At the end of the hallway, on the wall painted in something red, It was blood! It said in all capitols, LEAVE OR NEVER RETURN. one of my friends freaked out and left the house. It was just me and my one friend. We saw a door open so we walked in side. It was the owners bed! It still had their prints in the bed. suddenly a flame appeared and it lit a piece of paper and it dropped on the ground. We ran out of the house before the house caught on fire. The house burned down before the firemen could put it out. Sometimes I hear in the night the moaning and groaning of the dead couple trying to go back home. And the Old Bosworth mansion was not standing any more.
Your story had a little bit of fear in it. I loved how you explained how cold it was and what it smelled like. Maybe try not to use the highlight when your writing, but other wise, good job!
ReplyDeleteThis story is great. If you explain more of what the main character felt, it could be even beter!
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