Saturday 24 January 2015

…what was that I could feel... by Aron

Heavy, filthy air filled the gloomy house as the floorboards creaked faintly, and the windows shattered every time I took a step forward. As my heart pounded I asked, "What was that I could feel?"
"Probably nothing." said Kieran. 
"Let's go further, we need to find that key!" I whispered. Then as we were walking up the shadowy stairs, there was slight creak on each step. The closer to the top we got the more scared I got. I could feel my heart pounding. It rose up to my throat and back down. When we got to the top I saw...

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