![]() the atticA Story by mattmatt5161I walked up
the stairs, it was dark the light didn’t work. Each step on one of those dark,
dingy steps led to a horrible squeaking noise, the same noise as an
unsuspecting cat makes when you tread on its tail. Shadows leered at me
menacingly. They appeared to be moving tricking my mind, freaking me out. I reached
the attic. Here the shadows became scarier than I could possibly have imagined.
I took a golf club and stood in the corner, cowering like a boy being bullied.
I closed my eyes. I pretended I was a brave strong hero, like a super hero, I
pretended I laughed in the face of danger and I scaled mountains. Surely an
adventurous heroic man like a super hero couldn’t be scared of a little attic. I then
opened my eyes, I realised, I wasn’t brave, I wasn’t fearless, and I was a
scared little boy desperately wanting to leave this frightening, alarming
place. I began to try and escape, I
couldn’t see, it was pitch black and I was lost. There were no torches, no
light what so ever. I was well and truly stuck. I began to
shout hoping against hope that my half deaf mum could hear me, I squealed and I
cried, like a lost child at the airport. I then lent back and accidently
pressed a crying doll sound on. I jumped; I jumped almost 6 foot in the air. I
landed in the Christmas decoration box, I put one foot down and yelped, I had
stuck my foot right one of the points of the stars; I fell and twisted my
ankle. I had never
been in such agony. The point sent a shivering sensation up my spine, the only
way out was to crawl. I felt my way to the wall and found the exit. I had never
felt so much relief in my life it was like being released from prison. I got
down the stairs and got my mum; she nursed my ankle and fixed the light. I then
went back up to see inside the attic, I turned the light on to find out what
the objects that were terrifying me were. It turns out they were just old
stuffed toys. I felt
really foolish, when I found out what they were. However when the sun goes down
and the only light is projected from the moon everything feels a lot scarier.
Perhaps that is why all horror stories are based at night because that is when
the monsters come out and the horror begins! © 2011 mattmatt5161 |
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