It was a hot and sunny evening, but
rapidly changing to an orange sunset, the crickets chirped
happily. It was that scene in a movie that made you feel good
about life. Anna sighed, story books had happy endings, but life
didn't. This was bound to have a crash landing. Just like their
last house, this was a multistory glory that would fail them. Who
knew what it would be this time, falling tree, rotten ceiling,
cracked walls, or maybe it had a mouse infestation. While Anna
thought dreary things, Hannah, her sister, noticed the lovely
trees, and the dew sparkling flowers. Hannah was the kind of
person who thought the glass was half full in any situation,
whilst Anna would think it was empty. The sisters had the same
long hair, but Anna would say it was dirty blond, while Hannah
would say it was perfectly golden! Exact opposites, yet they got
along so well… odd.
Anna's dad was jiggling the key
around in the lock, to get the creaky door to budge. Finally, it
swung open, and, it could have just been a cloud, but as soon as
the interior of the room had been revealed, an eerie darkness
seemed to have crept over the building, now, Anna noticed, the
house looked to have been built centuries ago. Who knew what
could be lurking in those dark shadows, slinking at every corner,
Anna tried to shake out of her mind thoughts of what could be
plaguing their new home with that other worldly feeling.
Anna's mother left to buy supplies
for breakfast, and the rest of them ate a hardy dinner, which was
surprising for leftovers, Ella had made them a roast turkey and
green peas for their, "quick snack". While Anna scoffed down her
meal, she glanced around the room, picturing ghosts haunting
every turn. Anna was terrified of ghosts, ever since she snuck
out of bed late at night when she was 7 and watched one of her
mother's scariest horror movies. 5 years later, she still
couldn't stand the possibilities of supernatural beings watching
her every move.
After dinner, Anna's mother got
back, so their dad whisked them off to bed, that is, after he
checked each room for ghosts to please Anna. When in bed, Anna
smiled, glad that her ghost suspicions were gone, and she
snuggled up and drifted into a happy dream. She woke up an hour
later, and looked over to Hannah's bed on the other side of the
room, Hannah wasn't in it!
"Hannah!" Anna shouted, "Where are
"Shush!" urged Hannah, "I've just
gone to get a drink! I'm in the kitchen, I'll be right
"Oh, ok, sorry." Anna
Anna saw a shadow moving towards
Hanna's bed, figuring it was Hannah, Anna said, "g'night Hannah",
but she was given no reply. Anna looked back at the shadow and
saw that it was a foggy figure, tinted green. She slid under the
covers leaving only her wide eyes on the surface. Risking another
look at the figure, she noticed it had something in its hand, a
knife! A real, manmade knife! Looking closer at it, she saw that
it was the butcher knife from the kitchen.
"Aaaah!!!" Anna screamed,
"Ghost!"The ghost stopped and looked over at her. A smile crept
on its face and it started moving towards Anna with astonishing
speed. Anna backed away, curling up into a ball at the corner of
her bed. She leaned back a little too hard and roughly clipped
her head on the windowsill. Blackness surrounded her as she fell
Anna woke, sweaty and scared, she
gasped as last night's haunting rushed back to her memory.
"Ghost!" she screamed frantically.
Her head hurt and she vaguely remembered hitting it on the
window. Where was she now? Was she alive? Where was the ghost?
Had it gotten her? She wondered.
"What's going on? Are you ok Anna?"
asked her worried dad.
"Gh…gh, ghost!" Anna stuttered.
She winced as the ghost reappeared, knife in hand, behind her
dad. It smiled menacingly, making chopping motions with the sharp
"Duck!" screamed Anna. The ghost
faded into nothing as Anna's dad looked around, confused by his
daughter's words. The knife clattered to the ground where the
evil spirit had been standing. He went as pale as bone, the clang
of blade meeting tile ringing in his ears.
"Time to move!" he said