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The House on Main St.

September 19, 2015
By Lucatero BRONZE, Riverside, California
Lucatero BRONZE, Riverside, California
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                   The House on Main St.
                It was a week after I got married with Alberto. We were moving  into our new house. Alberto was preparing his bags for his working trip to Alaska. The next day he left in the morning. “ Goodbye, I will miss you” I yelled as he left.
                         I went to the restroom after that and closed the door the lights turned off. When they turned on, on the mirror was the word with blood “ BEWARE!’’. I went into shock, I closed my eyes and then opened them, the words were gone.
                     I went to sleep and had a nightmare. There was a man talking behind some trees I could not see him. He said “You moved to the wrong house, this house is mine!”. 
                       It was early in the morning as I went to the backyard. The grass was so green and there was many flowers. Then I saw the trees from my dream, I went behind them. I was walking through many trees and found a trail. I decided to follow it. When I got to the end of the trail there was a small cemetery. My heart quickened, I thought about the dream.
                     Then suddenly heared “ It's my house” with an evil voice. “You can't see me because I am a soul” I froze started running back to my house. I locked the wooden door, my heart was beating so hard. Then I heard someone in the house. The soul had followed me  It made the house shake like if there was an earthquake. All the frames fell on the floor.
                               I didn’t know what to do. I ran to the living room. Suddenly I heard lots people screaming in my head. My head started to hurt a lot. I fell to the ground screaming. Then all the screaming stopped. I was on the floor when something started to pull me all over the living room. I was so scared, my pulse quickened and I started to scream.The soul left during the night. I tried to go to sleep.When I woke up the sun was out.
                        I Got out of the house and went to my neighbor. I asked him with my voice weak “ Was there somebody living there before.”
               John the neighbor answered “ There was only one man but he passed away. ’’  “Before that he lost his job and his family.”
                    “ Oh thank you, have a nice day.” I went back to the house. I thought to myself   “This is why he so evil and just stayed here.”
                          When I got in he was back. I ran to the basement got a match and gasoline. I put gasoline all over inside the house. I light up the match and ran outside. I feel when I ran outside.
When I opened my eyes some time had passed.
                               Alberto was calling my name “ Alicia, Alicia”
          After that, we decided to move far away from that neighborhood. I had won the war.  


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I wanted to entertain the reader with a type of scary story.


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