The Haunted House
It's about a haunted house.
We just bought a new house today. My name is scarlet I am 13 years old. I have dirty blond hair and hazel eyes. When I walked into the house it felt like lots of people were looking down at me by the stairs. It scared me. I had a strange feeling about the house that I couldn't explain. That night I heard knocking on my door. So I got up thinking it was my mom or dad. When I opened the door no one was there. But I, when I turned around to go back to bed there stands a tall dark man staring down at me. I screamed and ran to my parent's room. They asked me why I was screaming. I explained to them about the man in my room. But they thought I just had a night mare. The good thing is that they let me sleep in their room that night.
The next day I was holding my cat when I saw the man again through my cat's eyes. He was standing right behind me. I quickly shut my eyes. When I opened them he was gone. Finally it was Friday night and I was watching a haunting. Half way through the show the TV screen just broke. There was glass everywhere. When my parents saw the TV they yelled at me saying it was my fault. I tried to explain to them what happened but they wouldn't listen to me. They told me that I had to pick up all the glass and they took the TV that was in my room and put in the living room to replace the broken one.
That night I was sleeping in my room. Then all of a sudden I couldn't breathe. It was like someone was choking me but I couldn't see anyone. But then I saw him it was the man who haunted the house. Just before I thought I was going to die he let go of me. I could finally breathe. Unfortunately I didn't sleep at all that night. I just laid in my bed till 8am. When I got out of bed I walked into the living room and the house was empty. Both my parents were at work. That's when I decided to try to get some proof for my parents. I took pictures of everywhere in the house then took them to get them developed. When I got them back I found one picture of the man.
My parents got home at 6pm. I showed them the picture and they just thought it was a picture of a guy that I took. I got so annoyed at them that I went to my friend's house for the night. After I left my mom was vacuuming. When she got to the living room she saw the man who I was talking about. The man disappeared and then something pushed my mom. She felt her back stinging she looked in the mirror and saw huge scratches. "Steve come in here!" Sarah yelled. Steve came running in the room to see the scratches. "Why are you cutting yourself?" Steve asked her. Sarah was shocked of what her own husband said about her. "How dare you call your own wife emo something scratched me!" she yelled. My parents were arguing when the broken TV slowly lifted up and flung right at them. My mom got hit by the TV. There was lots of blood and she was token to the hospital amedetly. Sarah had to stay the night there.
The next day I got the news about my mom. When I got to the hospital my mom was laying in bed eating her lunch. She had a few stitches on her head. "Hi scarlet," my mom greeted me. I smiled happily to see her. "Are you alright mom?" I asked. She just nodded. But she looked worried about something. The next day was the worst day of my life. We got a phone call from the hospital that day saying that my mom passed away during the night. When I found out about this I ran straight to my room to cry. I didn't really like people seeing me cry. I was so sad about it that I cried the hole day and cried myself to sleep. The next day I took a walk to the church by our house. I asked the priest to cleanse our house but he said we had to wait a month so he can prepare for it. While waiting we stayed at my grandparents house
A month had finally passed and the priest came to the house and started to cleanse the house. He would read from the bible and flick some holly water in the air. But I knew from watching a haunting that cleansing the house will only get the demon weak and it will come back. After the cleansing everything felt calm for now. So we decided to stay at our house until the demon comes back.
After two calm months he came back. We were doing the dishes and my dad dropped the plat that he was drying. He turned to me and his eyes were black. I knew from a haunting that it meant that he was poses. He yelled at me but in a demonic voice saying "you thought you could get rid of me, I am to powerful!" I screamed and ran out of the house. I ran as fast as I could. When I looked back and my dad was chasing me. His eyes were still black so I kept on running. I ran to my friend Taylor's house. She saw me coming from the window so she opened the door. "Don't...let ...my...dad...in," I said between gasps. Taylor gave me a weird look. The minute I regained my breath I explained everything to her and she believed me of course.
My dad was knocking at the door. I checked his eyes through the window and they were back to normal. When I opened the door he looked at me and asked "why am I here?" first we laughed then I told him about him being poses by the demon. And he believed me. Me and my dad discussed the problem and decided that tomorrow we will try to get rid of the demon before things get worse. That night I was fast asleep in my bed when I heard a voice but it didn't sound like the demon. When I opened my eyes a woman was standing at the side of my bed. She had light brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing a white night-gown. Then I realized it was my mom.
It looked like she had been beaten up by someone or something. Somehow she was communicating with me but she didn't even move her lips. It was like she was talking to me tellapathecly. She told me that the demon that haunted our house has been tourchering her. She also told me that the demon's name is john and that before he died he murdered about a hundred people including his friends and family. Then killed himself so he couldn't go to jail. John lived in our house for twenty years before his death.
I woke up that morning to find my dad in the kitchen making breakfast. I told him about seeing mom last night. Thankfully from all that has happened over the years he believed me. We ate pancakes and bacon for breakfast. When we were doing the dishes we heard glass shatter in the living room. I went to see what it was and in the living room I saw a tall man standing in the middle of the room. I recognized him it was john. When my dad got to the room john vanished. But before he could ask what happened glass plates started flinging at us. "Come on, we got to get out of here," Steve yelled. By the time we got out of the house we had cuts everywhere. I had a huge cut on my back and it was gushing out blood. There was a big piece of a plat sticking right through my dad's hand. My dad grabbed out his cell and called an ambulance. We were in the hospital for a few weeks.
When we got out of the hospital we stayed at my grandma's house. When I got to the house I searched up paranormal investigators. Right away I found a lady who lived near our area. On the home page was her email address. I emailed her and asked if she could try to get rid of the demon in our house. That night I had a great sleep because I didn't need to worry about john.
The next day I woke up and straight away I checked my email. I looked at the time and saw it was 9 in the morning. Right away I saw that she emailed me back. "Yes I can come but you will have to wait for about a week so I can prepare myself," scarlet read the email out loud. I was so happy to tell my dad that I ran downstairs. "Dad the paranormal investigators are going to come in about a week!" I said happily. A week went by and we went to the house. A few minutes later the door bell rang. "I'll get it!" I yelled. I rushed to answer the door. There was standing a girl about 17 years old. She had light brown hair and green eyes. Also there was another girl standing next to her. She had red curly hair and hazel eyes. She looked about the same age as the brown-haired girl. "Hi I'm Karen," said the brown-haired girl. "And this is Kim," Karen pointed at the girl next to he.
Right away they grabbed out their equipment and got to work. They set up video cameras and voice recorders all around the house. Then we all sat down in the living room. Kim started to try to communicate with john. It took a while but she finally got a connection. "I will kill you!" Kim said in a demotic voice. Kim opened her eyes and they turned black. "Hold her down!" Karen demanded. Then Karen grabbed a cross and a bible and started to read it out loud. Finally Kim calmed down and her eyes were back to her hazel eyes. Then I saw that john was standing right in front of Karen. I could see it in her eyes that she was scared. Then she ran outside with us following her. "Sorry but we can't stop this demon he is way too powerful and strong," Karen apologized.
That night I and my dad agreed that we will move to a different house. We found a nice house the next day just a few blocks away and we felt safer in our new house. "I wish I could help my mom somehow," I said to myself while lying in my bed. I had a hard time getting to sleep that night because I was too worried about my mom. The next day after school I went to the old house. The house looked exactly the same as when we left it. With me was a paranormal investigator named Jeff. Our plan was to bring my mom to the afterlife.
Jeff put an ouiji board on the living room table. We tried to contact my mom. It took about 10 minutes till we got an answer. Luckily it was my mom and not john. Right away my mom appeared in the living room. "Jeff is going to send you to the afterlife," I explained to her. My mother nodded. Jeff started to read a page in the bible and then she was gone. I was glad that she is safe from john but sad because I will never see her again. A year later we drove by the old house. It was burned to the ground after a huge fire that happened a few days ago. There was nothing left of the haunted house.
The next day I was holding my cat when I saw the man again through my cat's eyes. He was standing right behind me. I quickly shut my eyes. When I opened them he was gone. Finally it was Friday night and I was watching a haunting. Half way through the show the TV screen just broke. There was glass everywhere. When my parents saw the TV they yelled at me saying it was my fault. I tried to explain to them what happened but they wouldn't listen to me. They told me that I had to pick up all the glass and they took the TV that was in my room and put in the living room to replace the broken one.
That night I was sleeping in my room. Then all of a sudden I couldn't breathe. It was like someone was choking me but I couldn't see anyone. But then I saw him it was the man who haunted the house. Just before I thought I was going to die he let go of me. I could finally breathe. Unfortunately I didn't sleep at all that night. I just laid in my bed till 8am. When I got out of bed I walked into the living room and the house was empty. Both my parents were at work. That's when I decided to try to get some proof for my parents. I took pictures of everywhere in the house then took them to get them developed. When I got them back I found one picture of the man.
My parents got home at 6pm. I showed them the picture and they just thought it was a picture of a guy that I took. I got so annoyed at them that I went to my friend's house for the night. After I left my mom was vacuuming. When she got to the living room she saw the man who I was talking about. The man disappeared and then something pushed my mom. She felt her back stinging she looked in the mirror and saw huge scratches. "Steve come in here!" Sarah yelled. Steve came running in the room to see the scratches. "Why are you cutting yourself?" Steve asked her. Sarah was shocked of what her own husband said about her. "How dare you call your own wife emo something scratched me!" she yelled. My parents were arguing when the broken TV slowly lifted up and flung right at them. My mom got hit by the TV. There was lots of blood and she was token to the hospital amedetly. Sarah had to stay the night there.
The next day I got the news about my mom. When I got to the hospital my mom was laying in bed eating her lunch. She had a few stitches on her head. "Hi scarlet," my mom greeted me. I smiled happily to see her. "Are you alright mom?" I asked. She just nodded. But she looked worried about something. The next day was the worst day of my life. We got a phone call from the hospital that day saying that my mom passed away during the night. When I found out about this I ran straight to my room to cry. I didn't really like people seeing me cry. I was so sad about it that I cried the hole day and cried myself to sleep. The next day I took a walk to the church by our house. I asked the priest to cleanse our house but he said we had to wait a month so he can prepare for it. While waiting we stayed at my grandparents house
A month had finally passed and the priest came to the house and started to cleanse the house. He would read from the bible and flick some holly water in the air. But I knew from watching a haunting that cleansing the house will only get the demon weak and it will come back. After the cleansing everything felt calm for now. So we decided to stay at our house until the demon comes back.
After two calm months he came back. We were doing the dishes and my dad dropped the plat that he was drying. He turned to me and his eyes were black. I knew from a haunting that it meant that he was poses. He yelled at me but in a demonic voice saying "you thought you could get rid of me, I am to powerful!" I screamed and ran out of the house. I ran as fast as I could. When I looked back and my dad was chasing me. His eyes were still black so I kept on running. I ran to my friend Taylor's house. She saw me coming from the window so she opened the door. "Don't...let ...my...dad...in," I said between gasps. Taylor gave me a weird look. The minute I regained my breath I explained everything to her and she believed me of course.
My dad was knocking at the door. I checked his eyes through the window and they were back to normal. When I opened the door he looked at me and asked "why am I here?" first we laughed then I told him about him being poses by the demon. And he believed me. Me and my dad discussed the problem and decided that tomorrow we will try to get rid of the demon before things get worse. That night I was fast asleep in my bed when I heard a voice but it didn't sound like the demon. When I opened my eyes a woman was standing at the side of my bed. She had light brown hair, brown eyes and was wearing a white night-gown. Then I realized it was my mom.
It looked like she had been beaten up by someone or something. Somehow she was communicating with me but she didn't even move her lips. It was like she was talking to me tellapathecly. She told me that the demon that haunted our house has been tourchering her. She also told me that the demon's name is john and that before he died he murdered about a hundred people including his friends and family. Then killed himself so he couldn't go to jail. John lived in our house for twenty years before his death.
I woke up that morning to find my dad in the kitchen making breakfast. I told him about seeing mom last night. Thankfully from all that has happened over the years he believed me. We ate pancakes and bacon for breakfast. When we were doing the dishes we heard glass shatter in the living room. I went to see what it was and in the living room I saw a tall man standing in the middle of the room. I recognized him it was john. When my dad got to the room john vanished. But before he could ask what happened glass plates started flinging at us. "Come on, we got to get out of here," Steve yelled. By the time we got out of the house we had cuts everywhere. I had a huge cut on my back and it was gushing out blood. There was a big piece of a plat sticking right through my dad's hand. My dad grabbed out his cell and called an ambulance. We were in the hospital for a few weeks.
When we got out of the hospital we stayed at my grandma's house. When I got to the house I searched up paranormal investigators. Right away I found a lady who lived near our area. On the home page was her email address. I emailed her and asked if she could try to get rid of the demon in our house. That night I had a great sleep because I didn't need to worry about john.
The next day I woke up and straight away I checked my email. I looked at the time and saw it was 9 in the morning. Right away I saw that she emailed me back. "Yes I can come but you will have to wait for about a week so I can prepare myself," scarlet read the email out loud. I was so happy to tell my dad that I ran downstairs. "Dad the paranormal investigators are going to come in about a week!" I said happily. A week went by and we went to the house. A few minutes later the door bell rang. "I'll get it!" I yelled. I rushed to answer the door. There was standing a girl about 17 years old. She had light brown hair and green eyes. Also there was another girl standing next to her. She had red curly hair and hazel eyes. She looked about the same age as the brown-haired girl. "Hi I'm Karen," said the brown-haired girl. "And this is Kim," Karen pointed at the girl next to he.
Right away they grabbed out their equipment and got to work. They set up video cameras and voice recorders all around the house. Then we all sat down in the living room. Kim started to try to communicate with john. It took a while but she finally got a connection. "I will kill you!" Kim said in a demotic voice. Kim opened her eyes and they turned black. "Hold her down!" Karen demanded. Then Karen grabbed a cross and a bible and started to read it out loud. Finally Kim calmed down and her eyes were back to her hazel eyes. Then I saw that john was standing right in front of Karen. I could see it in her eyes that she was scared. Then she ran outside with us following her. "Sorry but we can't stop this demon he is way too powerful and strong," Karen apologized.
That night I and my dad agreed that we will move to a different house. We found a nice house the next day just a few blocks away and we felt safer in our new house. "I wish I could help my mom somehow," I said to myself while lying in my bed. I had a hard time getting to sleep that night because I was too worried about my mom. The next day after school I went to the old house. The house looked exactly the same as when we left it. With me was a paranormal investigator named Jeff. Our plan was to bring my mom to the afterlife.
Jeff put an ouiji board on the living room table. We tried to contact my mom. It took about 10 minutes till we got an answer. Luckily it was my mom and not john. Right away my mom appeared in the living room. "Jeff is going to send you to the afterlife," I explained to her. My mother nodded. Jeff started to read a page in the bible and then she was gone. I was glad that she is safe from john but sad because I will never see her again. A year later we drove by the old house. It was burned to the ground after a huge fire that happened a few days ago. There was nothing left of the haunted house.
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