I sat on my front porch on a cold, dark Halloween night. The wind howled as it blew straight through my bones. The crisp smell of leaves from colorful layers over my lawn flowed through the air. The only light visible was that of the street lamp at the end of the street. It was giving off a creepy glow setting me in a nervous mood. Then I finally saw a pair of headlights come over the hill approaching my house. Finally the car pulled up to my driveway. I instantly jumped into the back seat. I let out a sigh as I sunk into the soft material of the car seat. The familiar smell of leather filled my nostrils. Cody and Sam looked backed at me.
“You ready?” asked Cody excitedly.
“Lets go!” I replied enthusiastically.
Sam floored it and we sped off. This was going to be the best Halloween ever. This night was going to consist of pulling pranks on parents and scaring kids. As we were bumping over the uneven road I saw a mysterious old house on a hill I had never seen before in the thirteen years I have lived in Fort Wayne, Indiana. I told Sam to stop the car, but he had already started. All of us looked up the giant hill. We then looked at each other all with a crazy glint in our eyes. We all had the same idea. Who would be able to stay in the house the longest?
The three of us started walking up the steep hill. By the time we arrived at the rusty gate, our feet were sore and our ears were pink. Now that we were finally here, it seemed a lot bigger as the house loomed over us. It looked like it hadn’t been touched in decades. I could tell they Sam and Cody were having second thoughts now. I pushed them through the creaky door. Since we only had two flashlights I didn’t get one. We wondered around the abandoned house. Strangely there was no sound of the wind outside. I could only hear the creaking of the floorboards from the three of us. The smell of damp wood was overwhelming. Then I thought I heard a fourth step. I froze and motioned to the...
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