100 WC week 7
The haunted house It was Halloween and I already had a half full bag. "I dare you to go knock on that house," my friend said. "But everyone says it's haunted," "chicken" "Fine!" I screamed as I slowly walked to the run down abandoned house. I knocked on the creaky door. Some of the hinges were barely screwed on, windows were smashed I glanced down there was shattered glass that seemed to sparkle in the night. No one opened the door, so I opened it to see inside. There was mostly cobwebs, my curiosity was growing so I stepped in. As door slammed I knew there was trouble.