Scary Story Amy Z.
It was midnight on Friday the thirteenth and kylie’ s dog was howling like a wolf to the moon. Awoo awoo the dog screeched, Emily jerked awake. Slowly she traced her hand around her covers and a note covered in blood reached her grasp. Her dog whimpered quietly as she seized the note. It read:
Dear Darling Kylie, Report to 1313 haunt rd. or else Love, your worst nightmare
Kylie’ s eyes bulged, her heart raced and she swallows her scream. Her dog’ s collar met her hand and stumbled out of the room. She tiptoed out the door, and went across the street to a gigantic mansion. Spiders the size of rabbits scurried up and down the building and phantom figures danced in the moonlight. Kylie stumbled into the main room, it was dark and dank with old pictures and bloody handprints covering the wall. Her friend were there but they stared blankly at walls, their eyes were foggy as if they were sleepwalking. suddenly a deep voice boomed
GO TO THE BACKYARD!
Nobody moved NOW! Kylie shuddered and braced herself for the worst as she followed her friends out the back door. The backyard was covered with a blanket of dug up soil and dead grass, white creatures roamed the perimeters as if they were guards at a prison. Kylie’ s dog barked furiously as glowing graceful white creatures closed in on kylie. They told stories of regret, remorse and grief. One of the creatures who appeared to be little girl about five whispered her story in Kylie’ s ear. The girl had a faint yet anger-filled voice.“ I jumped off a building or maybe I was pushed. I don’ t know who did it or even if I did but I resent all the living and will not rest until they are here, haunting with me!” At that point her friends disappeared, they evaporated