Milla's Suspense Story.
Milla Gitlin 5A
12/11/12 Suspense
I am running away from my biggest nightmare. Just running. My legs are aching and my lungs are burning. I don’t know who I am. I don’t know if this a dream or reality. Just running. I tripped over something and fell into a pit. Falling, falling, falling. I jerked my head up when I hear my alarm clock go off. I’m so relieved, it was just a dream. I should introduce myself, my name is Milo. I am 12 years old and I live in this creepy house. Everyone says that it is a haunted house when I moved there. They told me to avoid any bad luck around that house in order to avoid ghosts and bad spirits. I knew that there was something funny about that house the minute I stepped in it. Obviously, my mother ignored all my pleas and cries that there was something wrong with that house. She just said it was in my ‘’imagination’’. Not my fault if she gets eaten by some ghosts. I was so afraid of that house that I stayed in the minivan the whole time saying that it was cold outside and the van was heated. My mother literally MADE me get up and go into the house. I just wanted to get it over with so I ran through the house, closing my eyes for a long time until I banged into an old desk. “Mom” I cried out, no answer. Could the stories of the haunted house be true? could she have been captured by the ghosts? “ MOM “ I yelled. “ What honey “ a tired voice called out. “ nothing “ I practically yelled for joy “ just testing my vocal cords”. I made my way through the box- packed kitchen to see my mom looking at this peculiar package. She looked distressed and she looked like she is about to get a heart attack. “ Mom, what is in that package” I asked slowly. “ Um, just an old package that I found “ she stuttered while trying to hide the package behind her back. “ Mooo-ooooom “ I whined “let me see it”. That’s when she finally got angry and snapped : “NO, it’s my package that I found”, she seriously sounded like she aged a hundred years. She then continued to say “ Here is your toys, unpack them in your room. Your room is past the bathroom, to the left of the dining room, and right next to the corner, so be careful and don’t get lost.” she said thrusting a bulging box in my hands. Grumbling about how I have to do all the work in this house, I forgot the directions and soon came to a creepy hallway with heads staring at me from the paintings. It seemed as if they were staring at me. I had this creepy sensation that they wanted to reach out from their paintings and grab me. I turned around to go back but then the creepiest thing happened, the door that I came from, just closed and I heard the sound of the lock clicking. I almost had a heart attack. First my mom has this creepy package that almost made her age a hundred years, then I got lost in this overly large house, and now, I’m stuck in this room with these creepy paintings, and have no way to get out! I’ll die here all alone! “ MOOOOOOOOOOOOOM” I yelled over and over again until my poor throat was so sore. No one heard me. Curse this humongous house. I was about to start yelling for mom, but I saw something orange and worn with age on the floor....... a package! An old package that looked exactly like the one that mom had. I crept toward it, afraid of it for some reason, but then I shook that feeling off and walked boldly across the room and picked it up. I hesitated before opening it, inside I found a letter, it said :
Dear whoever finds this,
I will probably be dead when you find me because I have a big criminal running against me.There is something wrong with this house that has stopped people from coming here. I want whoever finds this, to stop those forces and find a way to stop them. they might be real people, holograms, ghosts, ghouls, or anything. stop them. The world is in you hands. I am writing from the hospital of Gant.
Rattman
That is just scary. Yet something about that letter puzzles me. Did he say that the fate of the world is in his hands? I gotta find out who this Rattman is. I shook the package and out came two keys. They both came with a note taped on it. The golden one said: “ If you read the letter, that means that something locked you in this creepy room. This is the key to it” . The bronze said: “ you might need this” . I shook the package once more, and out came a compass. “ What would I need a compass for? “ i thought to myself. Well never mind. I pocketed it and jumped for joy: I’M GETTING OUT OF THIS ROOM AT LAST!:). I unlocked the door with trembling fingers and then...... It would not open! Oh.....oops, my bad, wrong door. I was really scared that it was just a trick.I opened the real door and ran out. Freedom! At last! Then I remembered the promise to myself: I needed to find out who this Rattman is and to do what he wants me to do. I suddenly regretted making that promise .I always said that saying is easier than doing. “MOM” I yelled, “ I’m going out to the library right around the corner”. I was actually going to the hospital of Gant. You know, it is not a complete lie that I am going to the library because the hospital records are like a library. I came to the hospital and looked in the records and I found out something very very crucial. “ Can I please visit my friend” I asked mom, Without waiting for an answer, I rushed to Rattman’s house which was the house next door. I rang the doorbell nervously, and a very very old women answered the doorbell. “ hi, are you Rattman’s mom? “ I asked her. “Rattman, Rattman, oh, Rattman. that’s my son. He calls himself Rattman when he is playing his little jokes on people. Come on in”. I was so shocked that I just froze in place, and was gone from the world until that old lady called to me from inside the house. I went inside the house and saw that it was no other than a complete copy of the house that I live in. She led me to this room with so many screens, that it was hard to believe that the man that was sitting there was not a weirdly shaped screen. “ Hello son”, that old lady called to him. The chair turned around and I saw the most horrible sight I ever saw. His face was sunken and there were no eyes in his one socket and the other eye looked like it was plastic. His leg was in a sling and his mouth was bleeding. “ hwi pwson I dos’t mow “ Rattman gurgled, which meant: Hi person that I don’t know. I told him about myself and that I read his letter and asked him how he should save the world and how do you defeat the ghouls, ghosts and escape. He started laughing this crazy laugh and said:
You know, I was once a young man and then I had to go live at that house that you live in, and everyone told me it was haunted. I later found out that it was just a trick made by the person who lived it that house before me. All those ghouls that lived there were holograms and the door that locked is a automatic door close and lock that he invented. He was an evil man who wanted everyone to suffer and die, so he founded this idea that this was a “ haunted house “ therefore, all the people were interested and wanted to buy the house, so they died in those rooms that they were locked in forever. I got into one of those booby traps, of his and then got all of these injuries. I escaped by taking one of the strips of metal and forming a key and getting out. I then was so furious that I decided to make everyone suffer because of my pain. That is why I left those letters. These screens are for me to watch you. I am really sorry for what I did.
I was surprised and angry, yet there was some part of me that wanted to pity him. I would later go back to this day and laugh about it with my newly found friends. What happened next is that I left the house silently and never told my mom or anyone, about what happened. I also ignored all of the creepy things in the house, because I knew that they were not real.
THE END
12/11/12 Suspense
I am running away from my biggest nightmare. Just running. My legs are aching and my lungs are burning. I don’t know who I am. I don’t know if this a dream or reality. Just running. I tripped over something and fell into a pit. Falling, falling, falling. I jerked my head up when I hear my alarm clock go off. I’m so relieved, it was just a dream. I should introduce myself, my name is Milo. I am 12 years old and I live in this creepy house. Everyone says that it is a haunted house when I moved there. They told me to avoid any bad luck around that house in order to avoid ghosts and bad spirits. I knew that there was something funny about that house the minute I stepped in it. Obviously, my mother ignored all my pleas and cries that there was something wrong with that house. She just said it was in my ‘’imagination’’. Not my fault if she gets eaten by some ghosts. I was so afraid of that house that I stayed in the minivan the whole time saying that it was cold outside and the van was heated. My mother literally MADE me get up and go into the house. I just wanted to get it over with so I ran through the house, closing my eyes for a long time until I banged into an old desk. “Mom” I cried out, no answer. Could the stories of the haunted house be true? could she have been captured by the ghosts? “ MOM “ I yelled. “ What honey “ a tired voice called out. “ nothing “ I practically yelled for joy “ just testing my vocal cords”. I made my way through the box- packed kitchen to see my mom looking at this peculiar package. She looked distressed and she looked like she is about to get a heart attack. “ Mom, what is in that package” I asked slowly. “ Um, just an old package that I found “ she stuttered while trying to hide the package behind her back. “ Mooo-ooooom “ I whined “let me see it”. That’s when she finally got angry and snapped : “NO, it’s my package that I found”, she seriously sounded like she aged a hundred years. She then continued to say “ Here is your toys, unpack them in your room. Your room is past the bathroom, to the left of the dining room, and right next to the corner, so be careful and don’t get lost.” she said thrusting a bulging box in my hands. Grumbling about how I have to do all the work in this house, I forgot the directions and soon came to a creepy hallway with heads staring at me from the paintings. It seemed as if they were staring at me. I had this creepy sensation that they wanted to reach out from their paintings and grab me. I turned around to go back but then the creepiest thing happened, the door that I came from, just closed and I heard the sound of the lock clicking. I almost had a heart attack. First my mom has this creepy package that almost made her age a hundred years, then I got lost in this overly large house, and now, I’m stuck in this room with these creepy paintings, and have no way to get out! I’ll die here all alone! “ MOOOOOOOOOOOOOM” I yelled over and over again until my poor throat was so sore. No one heard me. Curse this humongous house. I was about to start yelling for mom, but I saw something orange and worn with age on the floor....... a package! An old package that looked exactly like the one that mom had. I crept toward it, afraid of it for some reason, but then I shook that feeling off and walked boldly across the room and picked it up. I hesitated before opening it, inside I found a letter, it said :
Dear whoever finds this,
I will probably be dead when you find me because I have a big criminal running against me.There is something wrong with this house that has stopped people from coming here. I want whoever finds this, to stop those forces and find a way to stop them. they might be real people, holograms, ghosts, ghouls, or anything. stop them. The world is in you hands. I am writing from the hospital of Gant.
Rattman
That is just scary. Yet something about that letter puzzles me. Did he say that the fate of the world is in his hands? I gotta find out who this Rattman is. I shook the package and out came two keys. They both came with a note taped on it. The golden one said: “ If you read the letter, that means that something locked you in this creepy room. This is the key to it” . The bronze said: “ you might need this” . I shook the package once more, and out came a compass. “ What would I need a compass for? “ i thought to myself. Well never mind. I pocketed it and jumped for joy: I’M GETTING OUT OF THIS ROOM AT LAST!:). I unlocked the door with trembling fingers and then...... It would not open! Oh.....oops, my bad, wrong door. I was really scared that it was just a trick.I opened the real door and ran out. Freedom! At last! Then I remembered the promise to myself: I needed to find out who this Rattman is and to do what he wants me to do. I suddenly regretted making that promise .I always said that saying is easier than doing. “MOM” I yelled, “ I’m going out to the library right around the corner”. I was actually going to the hospital of Gant. You know, it is not a complete lie that I am going to the library because the hospital records are like a library. I came to the hospital and looked in the records and I found out something very very crucial. “ Can I please visit my friend” I asked mom, Without waiting for an answer, I rushed to Rattman’s house which was the house next door. I rang the doorbell nervously, and a very very old women answered the doorbell. “ hi, are you Rattman’s mom? “ I asked her. “Rattman, Rattman, oh, Rattman. that’s my son. He calls himself Rattman when he is playing his little jokes on people. Come on in”. I was so shocked that I just froze in place, and was gone from the world until that old lady called to me from inside the house. I went inside the house and saw that it was no other than a complete copy of the house that I live in. She led me to this room with so many screens, that it was hard to believe that the man that was sitting there was not a weirdly shaped screen. “ Hello son”, that old lady called to him. The chair turned around and I saw the most horrible sight I ever saw. His face was sunken and there were no eyes in his one socket and the other eye looked like it was plastic. His leg was in a sling and his mouth was bleeding. “ hwi pwson I dos’t mow “ Rattman gurgled, which meant: Hi person that I don’t know. I told him about myself and that I read his letter and asked him how he should save the world and how do you defeat the ghouls, ghosts and escape. He started laughing this crazy laugh and said:
You know, I was once a young man and then I had to go live at that house that you live in, and everyone told me it was haunted. I later found out that it was just a trick made by the person who lived it that house before me. All those ghouls that lived there were holograms and the door that locked is a automatic door close and lock that he invented. He was an evil man who wanted everyone to suffer and die, so he founded this idea that this was a “ haunted house “ therefore, all the people were interested and wanted to buy the house, so they died in those rooms that they were locked in forever. I got into one of those booby traps, of his and then got all of these injuries. I escaped by taking one of the strips of metal and forming a key and getting out. I then was so furious that I decided to make everyone suffer because of my pain. That is why I left those letters. These screens are for me to watch you. I am really sorry for what I did.
I was surprised and angry, yet there was some part of me that wanted to pity him. I would later go back to this day and laugh about it with my newly found friends. What happened next is that I left the house silently and never told my mom or anyone, about what happened. I also ignored all of the creepy things in the house, because I knew that they were not real.
THE END