When I returned from school, to his surprise the house was empty. His mum seemed to have left. "HELLO" i yelled. Nobody responded.
So i dragged myself up the stairs and changed into something comfortable. As i slouched on the couch downstairs i slurped my coco-pops loudly and rested my weary bones. I searched for the remote yet it couldn't be found.
CRASH. I heard a loud bang coming from upstairs. I froze in my position, whilst this thought rendered my mind. 'In horror movies people go check but now i'm also going to go' ...... OUT OF MY HOUSE! Shoe less i ran outside. It was raining. "great" i said. I slowly crept back into his house hoping that something just fell from upstairs. I stuck my butt firmly to the sofa and didn't move it until 12pm. He was really tired so he dragged his body upstairs checking all the rooms. Everything was intact and standing. So what made that loud bang then.
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The boy and me
HorrorRead as you discover a boy, Clio's journey of trying to piece together how a man can be dead, yet alive. How his house can be so nice, yet so spooky. And how he could have spent 2 years without the truth. What mystery did he discover, what does he k...
