THE HAUNTED HOUSE

By Luke - (focus on developing plot creating, tension and building up interest)

I limp through the over grown grass, the moss which is taking over the old forgotten path slimes through my toes. The cracked yellow cobbles cut my feet. The ghost like stone cold door handle sends a freakish shiver down my now spiky haired back. I hear a horrid creak, the chipped door that is hanging on one hinge opens. I hear a scream and turn to run but I get sucked into a lifeless room



BY LUKE SEARLE