The House

By Malia Bates

One cold, foggy Halloween night my friends and I were out walking around looking for other houses to trick or treat at when we came across a house, not an ordinary house but one that we had never seen before even though we had be living here for 10 years. We anxiously walked up to the door. Just as I was about to knock on the door, it swung open. Timidly we walked in and looked around I felt as if this were a dream, this house filled with cobwebs and dust. The door slammed shut; full of terror I grabbed a hold of my best friend. As she went to try to re-open the door it wouldn’t open. I was now thinking we were never going to get out of here, my friend said, “It will be alright we just have to put our minds together and get out of here”.

“Ok,” I said somewhat trying to stay calm.

We all walked close together and looked for a way out when we came across a door. We wondered whether should we go and see where it took us, or just stay here hoping to get out. We decided to take the door and when we opened it, it led to a library filled with thousand of books. We all stood gazing around at the books looking for some way to get out. Then, we saw a secret passageway. We rushed and opened the door, which led to the outside. All of us ran for our lives to the closes home, which was mine. We got inside and relaxed and soon drifted off to sleep. The next morning we all got up and walked back to the house, but when we looked for it, it was not there.