The Ghost House

The wolves howled in the moonlight as I headed towards the only house around waiting for the storm to pass. The house had a spooky feeling to it. The feeling that happens when a house has not been lived in for years. I wandered in  the locked clicked and the lights flickered on. “Who’s there?” I asked. There was no answer.(I think there is a ghost) the floor board creaked, something was coming down. A door was slammed shut upstairs I walked up, I felt a shiver go down my spine. The window opened, the wind blew in my face.

Ceri & Tony

5 thoughts on “The Ghost House”

  1. What an opener! ‘The wolves howled in the moonlight…’ Fantastic! I also really like your description of the house: ‘The feeling that happens when a house has not been lived in for years.’
    Excellent work!
    Mrs. E.

  2. Fantastic story, loved the attention to detail and the spookiness to the house and entire story, though I’m a bit sad that we never found out what the house was haunted with, it could be a ghost or zombie or even the furniture. But otherwise it is a great story.

  3. I loved this story, and you did a good job describing the scenery. I loved the opening sentence. Keep up the good work!

  4. Ahhhhh! Reading that story sent a tingle down my back. Who was the Ghost? Why did the lights flicker on and off? Who slammed the door shut and walked downstairs? Why did the window open? Ahhhhhh!
    Great story Ceri & Tony.
    John

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