Gothic Short Story
THE HOUSE
Arriving at a new school is scary and nerve racking. I’ve moved five times since I was six, but Dad said this would be the last time for sure. I’m hopeful, but I should never keep my hopes too high.
The first day was good, I even started to talk to some of the other guys. They all seem nice and chill, everyone does for the most part, but it’s high school, people aren’t always what they seem.
After talking to my parents and the guys who I had become friends with at school, I invited them to hangout at my house. During lunch I gave them all the info on where I lived. One of the guys seemed a bit hesitant though, but I don’t know why. It was the first time someone was actually acting strange around me. So now it’s Friday evening, and they should be here in about an hour. I’m excited but nervous; my parents can be weird and annoying sometimes…
“Hey guys! What’s up?”
Marko, Karl and Luke walk in. The guys have a smiling, except Luke. He tries to make it seem like he’s excited, but it’s obvious to the rest of the guys that he’s not.
“Hi guys, I’m Mrs. M and this is my husband and Danny‘s dad, Mr. M, would you like some snacks or some drinks maybe?”
“No thanks mom, I think we’re fine, we’ll be upstairs in my room.”
“Okay, have fun!”
“Thanks.” The three guys said together.
The four guys walk upstairs to Danny’s room. The door creaks open to a mid-sized room with blue walls and a full-sized bed decorated like a normal teens bed. The window across from the door is wide and was open. You can look straight out the window across the close by street to a broken down house. The guys step in one at a time, as if they were scared of something, Danny behind them. The door closes behind the guys. Sunlight was coming in through the window and the gold rays on the bed are gleaming, making it hard to look at.
They look around at the bedroom in complete awe. Luke walked straight to the big window and cringed.
Arriving at a new school is scary and nerve racking. I’ve moved five times since I was six, but Dad said this would be the last time for sure. I’m hopeful, but I should never keep my hopes too high.
The first day was good, I even started to talk to some of the other guys. They all seem nice and chill, everyone does for the most part, but it’s high school, people aren’t always what they seem.
After talking to my parents and the guys who I had become friends with at school, I invited them to hangout at my house. During lunch I gave them all the info on where I lived. One of the guys seemed a bit hesitant though, but I don’t know why. It was the first time someone was actually acting strange around me. So now it’s Friday evening, and they should be here in about an hour. I’m excited but nervous; my parents can be weird and annoying sometimes…
“Hey guys! What’s up?”
Marko, Karl and Luke walk in. The guys have a smiling, except Luke. He tries to make it seem like he’s excited, but it’s obvious to the rest of the guys that he’s not.
“Hi guys, I’m Mrs. M and this is my husband and Danny‘s dad, Mr. M, would you like some snacks or some drinks maybe?”
“No thanks mom, I think we’re fine, we’ll be upstairs in my room.”
“Okay, have fun!”
“Thanks.” The three guys said together.
The four guys walk upstairs to Danny’s room. The door creaks open to a mid-sized room with blue walls and a full-sized bed decorated like a normal teens bed. The window across from the door is wide and was open. You can look straight out the window across the close by street to a broken down house. The guys step in one at a time, as if they were scared of something, Danny behind them. The door closes behind the guys. Sunlight was coming in through the window and the gold rays on the bed are gleaming, making it hard to look at.
They look around at the bedroom in complete awe. Luke walked straight to the big window and cringed.