Wednesday 10 July 2013

Spooky House

We spent our March holidays in 1997 at the East Coast Park Chalet. It was a big chalet, and eleven boys and 4 girls attended. All of us had a fun time. On the last night of our stay, though all were tired, none of us wanted to sleep yet. Some of my friends were playing cards while the rest were watching TV. Suddenly, my close friend suggested exploring the white house near the beach. Some of us were timid but not wanting to be a spoilsport, all of us agreed to go. When we reached the place, we realized that the house was not open to trespassers.

The house looked very beautiful from the exterior. Luckily all the 15 of us managed to sneak in without being noticed. It was very dark and eerie in the house. We went prepared with our torches and had to switch them on to see. Everything within the house was very old. The furniture were covered with a thick layer of dust. Standing still, we could hear the sound of footsteps on the wooden floor, but we saw no footprints in the dust on the floor, except for ours. Drops of sweat began to form on my forehead. The seed of fear was planted into us and we beginning to grow, minute by minute. Nevertheless, we stayed as a group and continued exploring the house. Suddenly, we heard someone crying followed by a laughter. Looking at each other, we knew that the voice did not come from anyone of us. Too terrified to stay, we immediately ran away from the house, even forgetting to close the door on the way out. When we were some distance away, we heard the door of the house bang loudly, as if someone slammed the door in a huff. Some of the girls among us screamed and started to cry.

I was very frightened and felt like crying too. However, I managed to keep the tears at bay, as I ran for my life. When we reached our chalet, all of us were breathless. No one dared to talk about the incident. All of us merely wished each other goodnight and went straight to bed. While I was sleeping at night, I could hear some of my friends praying. It was the last night someone ever suggested exploring a haunted house.

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