In our last day of literacy class before Water Festival, we decided to do something fun since it is Halloween. So, we wrote a scary story of Halloween by passing the story one by one to another friend in a big table to let them continue the story until it returns to me. This is my story:
“It was a cold Halloween night when I saw a house full of spooky and creepy stuff with a light on-off-on-off; furthermore, with a clock ticking sound as loud as a big speaker. I walk past and see a bunch of silhouettes upon the wall with a weird shape that got my spine-chilling. Even though it looks creepy, it might be a Halloween decoration; I thought to myself. Due to my curiosity, I walk through the gate and straight to ring the bell. I got no fear that time because I think that this is my neighborhood. * Bream *Bream – the sound of the bell ring. The door suddenly opens without anyone opens it. “Welcome little girl, come on and don’t be afraid.”, said the sweetest voice from the inside. As I entered the hallway, a piece of note slides from one of the doors. It says, “Find Me!” “Are we playing hide and seek?”, I said. I heard nothing and I see nothing. I just walking with joy thinking that my neighborhood is going to make something fun on this Halloween day. This is a big house when I arrive the living room I see a doll moves on a chair back and forth; instantly, there’s a scary voice, “haa-ha–haa-ha–haa-ha” that keeps getting louder and louder. It’s not like someone laughing, it’s a REAL creepy voice. “What? A doll moves by itself? Who are you? Are you an……Annabelle just like the movie say? And where is the sound comes from?” Suddenly, cups, vases, and pictures hanging on the wall start dropping and windows and doors keep close-open-close-open without anyone. “Get away from me, take my candies, and let me go.”, I shouted. I literally stuck in that house don’t know anything to do. The light goes off, I fainted, and I’m gone. STOP! I realize I’m just watching a movie about “A girl in a Halloween house“. In a moment, I look around and I noticed that I’m exactly in that same house with the same scene going on. I SCREAM so hard and SHOUT for help. STOP! I woke up from my dream and it’s 10:00 in the morning. “Happy Halloween my Dear!”, a warm welcome from everyone.”
