Week 33: The Old Haunted house by Rhys

It was a cold misty night. My friends and l were out trick or treating for hallowe’en. We walked through the fog gathering sweets and treats.  We went to house after house. Our bags were full to the top.

As the streets became empty my friends and I began to go home. I was walking past a house when I suddenly heard loud screams.  I paused for a moment. I was trembling with fear. The deafening screams echoed through the cold night. I turned around slowly and sprinted for my life.

I arrived home and never returned to that street again.

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