ayoo!!!

this is my first time writing a novel so please ignore my grammatical mistakes!

let's start it!!!

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we were afraid to go to close to the house. so we stayed down at the street, staring up at it.

Stalin across the bare, sloping front yard. the trees,

gnarled and bent, were all dead. Not even weeds sprouted in the dry, cracked dirt.

At the top of sloping yard, the house seemed gaped like two unblinking black eyes.

the house was wide and solid-looking. Built of bricks. Many years ago , the bricks had been painted white.

But now the paint for faded and peeling. Spots of red brick threw like bloodstains.

the window shutters were cracked. Several had fallen off. The beams of the front pots tilted dangerously. A strong wind could blow the porch over.

No one lived there. The house had been empty for years and years.

No one could live there.

The house was haunted. Everyone in town said it was.

Everyone knew the legends of the house: if you spend the night inside, you would never come out.

that's why we brought kids there. that's why we dared them to go inside.

you couldn't join our danger club unless you stayed inside the house —by yourself— for an hour.

Staring up at the house , bathed in a haze of pale moonlight , I shivered . I zipped my windbreaker

up to my chin and crossed my arms over my chest.

"how long has he been in there , Robbie?" Nathan asked me.

Lori and I both raised our wrists to check our watches.

"only ten minutes," I told Nathan.

"50 minutes to go," Lori said. "think he'll make it?"

"Doug is pretty brave," I replied thoughtfully,

watching a moon disappear behind a cloud. "he might last another five minutes!" I said , grinning.

Lori and Nathan Snickered.

the three of us felt safe down here by the street.

poor doug probably didn't feel too safe right now.

he was shut inside the dark house. trying to stay there an hour so he could join our club.

I turned and saw a light rolling silently over the street , coming towards us. A white , ghost light.

my breath caught in my throat.

It's a car , I realised , as it floated closer. A car

with only one headlight. The first car we'd seen on this

street all night.

The beam from the headlight washed over my two

friends and me , forcing us to shield our eyes.

As it passed , we turned back to the house — and Heard a shrill scream.

A wail of terror.

"here he comes!" Nathan cried.

Sure enough, doug burst out through the front door.

he stumbled off the crumbling porch and came

tearing across the dead , bare yard.

His hands waved wildly in front of him. His head

was tilted back, and his mouth was frozen open in one long, high shriek of fright.

"Doug—what did you see?" I called. "did you really see a ghost?"

"S-something touched my face!" he wailed. he

ran right past Nathan , Lori and me, screaming his head off.

"probably only a spiderweb," I mummured.

"Robbie—we've got to stop him!" Lori cried.

"Doug!—hey! Doug!" we called his name and chased him, our sneakers slapping loudly on the pavement.

waving his arms frantically and screaming,

leaning into the wind, Doug kept running.

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I'll update soon!

byeeee!<3

-nik