Haunted House

Some people swore that the house was haunted; to this day people still think so. No one ever walks or drives by the house, not even stray animals. This weekend symbolizes the most horrifying weekend of the year. Every year on this very weekend, one person goes missing, but only for the weekend. Every Monday after the weekend they end up found, asleep in the front yard of the “Haunted House”. The house was foreclosed by a bank about 20 years ago. Nothing has been done to the house since. Today is Saturday, the first day of the horrifying weekend. Everyone stays inside their houses this weekend; everyone is terrified that it could be them.

My day is long and boring, I try to stay inside, but all I can do is want to go outside and do something else. It’s a beautiful day outside, the sun is shining, there’s no cloud in sight, its just beautiful. I’m so sick of playing Madden ‘12 on my X-Box 360 all day. So I decide to go for a quick walk and then come back inside. I go to my room, get dressed, put my shoes on, and walk out the door. I don’t know why everyone is so afraid today; no one’s been lost in forever the last I heard it happened was when I was five. Some old lady was walking and never came back until Monday. But that was eleven years ago.

As I’m walking, I see people peering outside wanting to come out but fearing the unknown that could happen to them. As I’m walking I hear a car on the road I turn around and it’s a white van coming down the street. It’s not going to fast, it’s just creeping along. So I start walking faster and as I do I can hear the van accelerating. So I sprint, and I hear the van rev up. I’m running for my life I run down an alley to try to avoid the van, but it’s a dead end. The van turns down the alley and blocks the alley way so I can’t escape. To guys in ski masks get out of the car and chase after me. I can’t run anywhere so I stay still and they take me to the van. When I get into the van, the two masked men take off there ski masks. It’s Zach Galifianakis and Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, and the driver is Richard Petty. They get a piece of cloth and tie it over my eyes so I can’t see where they’re taking me. All I can hear is Zach talking about the crazy nights that he’s had the past few nights and what Dwayne has been cooking lately. Richard doesn’t talk he just drives like he’s back in NASCAR.

I feel the van come to a stop. They take me out of the car and into some building. I have no clue where I am, I just know I’m being hauled up stairs. They take off the blind fold and I look around and it looks like I’m in some attic of some kind. “Where am I?” I ask, “None of your concern young pad wan.” Zach says. They never tied my hands so I punch Zach and sprint down the steps. I run out the door and find a gun that they must have dropped I see a propane tank in front of the house I aim the gun and shoot and as I do I think nothing will ever be the same after this.