My Scary Halloween
My Scary Halloween
Blanca had never expected that her day would be one of the worst days of her life. Considering she is only 13, she couldn’t have had that many ‘worst’ days. Her class, 7H, had gone on a geography trip to windfall towers, a huge castle that has been standing for centuries. It was a sunny day but with a lot of wind, and for Blanca wind meant a bad hair day, and a bad hair day means disaster. After spending 10 minutes in the girl’s toilets making sure her hair would stay in place, she followed the queue onto the minibus and off they went. The journey was short, 15 minutes roughly. Blanca was bright and bubbly; leading her class with her sparkly personality meant everybody liked her. Everyone, that is, except Katie Malden. Walking behind Blanca and her crowd of admirers she felt jealous.
“What’s so special about her?” she muttered to herself.
After walking from the car park to the site of Windfall towers, class
7H had full view of what they were visiting. Harry Rich, the class nerd, as people called him, starting going into more detail than needed about the history of Windfall towers, and by no surprise no one was interested.
According to Mrs. Streams the tower they were visiting was haunted. It was a very old house but a lady had only been living there 7 years when she died. The lady died about 10 years ago when apparently committing suicide after failed attempts at getting help to cure her illness of cancer. She had no husband and had no children so she lived on her own. The reason for living in such a big house was the fact she was rich, and wanted to show off. Before she became ill she was the lady to be jealous of, everyone wanted to be her. Until she died that is. “God doesn’t this look scary” Blanca said to one of her friends.
“Sure does, I would never want to live there!” replied her friend.
The windows were blank and secretive. Something dark lurked behind
them,
Blanca had never expected that her day would be one of the worst days of her life. Considering she is only 13, she couldn’t have had that many ‘worst’ days. Her class, 7H, had gone on a geography trip to windfall towers, a huge castle that has been standing for centuries. It was a sunny day but with a lot of wind, and for Blanca wind meant a bad hair day, and a bad hair day means disaster. After spending 10 minutes in the girl’s toilets making sure her hair would stay in place, she followed the queue onto the minibus and off they went. The journey was short, 15 minutes roughly. Blanca was bright and bubbly; leading her class with her sparkly personality meant everybody liked her. Everyone, that is, except Katie Malden. Walking behind Blanca and her crowd of admirers she felt jealous.
“What’s so special about her?” she muttered to herself.
After walking from the car park to the site of Windfall towers, class
7H had full view of what they were visiting. Harry Rich, the class nerd, as people called him, starting going into more detail than needed about the history of Windfall towers, and by no surprise no one was interested.
According to Mrs. Streams the tower they were visiting was haunted. It was a very old house but a lady had only been living there 7 years when she died. The lady died about 10 years ago when apparently committing suicide after failed attempts at getting help to cure her illness of cancer. She had no husband and had no children so she lived on her own. The reason for living in such a big house was the fact she was rich, and wanted to show off. Before she became ill she was the lady to be jealous of, everyone wanted to be her. Until she died that is. “God doesn’t this look scary” Blanca said to one of her friends.
“Sure does, I would never want to live there!” replied her friend.
The windows were blank and secretive. Something dark lurked behind
them,