It was a colorless day. The sky was ashy . I was taking a long walk . I saw an
old ,rotted house . I soon remembered when people were talking about it at school. Most
people say a gloomy , little girl and her abusive father lived there moons ago. In fact, they
did. The house was surrounded by ugly trees and bushes . I was strangely curious . It was
like that horrible, terrifying house was sucking me in. It was such an eerie feeling rushing
through my vanes . So then, I stared at the house and slowly walked inside. When I came
to the door of the house, I had a bitter, foul taste in my mouth. ‘This doesn’t feel right”, I
said quietly inside my head. But then ,I reached towards the ashen door knob anyways .
When I came close ,it fell off! I was frightened . I almost turned back, but I didn’t .I
pulled the cold ,rotted wood and gazed at the empty ,dusty hallway. The hallway
included the grimy staircase on the right of me . I walked deeper into the ugly, terrifying
house and heard the floor crackle as I walked slowly . I then approached the grimy
staircase . I heard a piercing screech upstairs . Then I was stuttering . I continued to
climb up those revolting stairs. Then, there I saw a small room out of the corner of my
eye. So curious, I slowly drew near the room. The eerie room had washed out, acidic pink
paint on its walls. I took a leaping step inside the room. Then, a closet beside me. It
looked like it was holding several lost spirits behind its doors. Then it was opened! I felt
an unusual chilly breeze . That breeze circulated all through my nervous body. What I
saw in that closet , would have blew your mind. Now I know what happened to that
gloomy, lonely little girl. Now I know how cruel that father really was. But, I shouldn’t
say he was a father in this case. The End
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