Once upon a time, it was a girl who lived with her family in their newly bought house. The neighbours said the house was haunted, and that many people have died in that house. The house was old and dark, her parents bought the house because they didn’t got money to buy a better house. The name of the girl was Julia. She was eleven years old, and her parents were going on an holiday today. That means Julia was home alone.
Julia asked her best friend Alice if she wanted to watch a scary movie with her because she was afraid to watch it alone. Alice came over right after the parents drove away to the airport. It was late at night, the sky went dark and the moon rose.
The two girls started the movie, but the bad plot and the boring actors made Alice fall asleep. Julia, who managed to stay awake, suddenly heard a noise. Something knocked on the window. Julia walked down the stairs, where she found a note on the floor. The text on the paper were written in blood. It said: ”Help me, help me Julia!”. The last ”a” in ”Julia” faded out in a long, bloody tail and continued across the floor against the window. Julia stepped forward. She swallowed her fear, and looked out the window. What she saw sent thrills down her spine.
There was a guy in a red shirt, with red eyes, and blood pouring down his bare legs. Julia started to laugh, she thought it must be a sick joke. Her laugh was interrupted by the scream that came out of the guy’s mouth. Julia was now shaking like a leaf. She ran up the stairs, she shouted Alice’s name over and over again, but without an answer. Alice was gone. She heard something again, Alice shouted: ”AAAAAARGH” and Julia saw that the window behind her bed was open. She looked out the window, but didn’t saw Alice. She walked down the stairs again, to the door, and walked out. ”Alice!”, she called, ”Alice!”. Something touched Julia's leg. She looked down, but it wasn’t anything there. She was really horrified.
She got a strange feeling that she should move, and kept walking down the street. A car came against her, she saw the man with the red shirt in the car, and next to him, were Alice. Her eyes was as red as the blood that covered most of her face. Julia ran into another street, made of small stone bricks. The street was narrowing, and behind her Julia could hear the sound of a car and the empty scream of the bloody guy and of her bloody friend echoing agains the high walls. She felt like she ran into a maze.
Julia reached the end; the street was blocked with furniture stacked on top of each other in a big pile, impossible to climb. The car came closer and closer, and the last thing Julia saw before the hit, was two pair of eyes shining trough the headlight. She didn’t feel good at all. Her heart beat faster and faster, until it finally stopped. She glimpsed with her eyes, and realised there was something wrong with her vision. Wherever she looked, the red light glowed in the background. Julia was with them now.
Next day in the newspaper, Julia’s parents could read: ”Two victims in weird accident”. A week later, the house was empty again. The parents moved to another house. The neighbours still claims the house to be haunted, and once in a while, you can see a pair of red eyes stare out of the window.
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