This story doesn’t have a “and they all lived happily ever after,” in fact its far from it. In a far away town where lots of houses are built, there is a house that sits by the river bank that has been there since before the age of time. No one will or wants to get rid of this particular house because everyone is afraid of it. Everyone calls it La Casa Del Male. “The evil house.” The whole entire yard is surrounded by a old wooden fence that is nearly run down. Right in front of the fence is a sign that says BEWARE. The house itself is a two stories with a basement and no one knows what color it used to be. All of the color was chipped off long before I was born.
It wasn’t always called la casa del male. It was a nice normal house until the crazy man and his family moved in. In our town people say that the man was slowly going crazy, and one day just started killing people that came over to his house. Then he went really crazy and killed his family.And ever since that day when the sun goes down, if your near or in that house, you can hear the screams and pleads of his family. The crazy man was never seen again, some people say he left and started his life over and others say he killed himself because of all of the guilt he felt.
Everyone has their own story about La Casa Del Male, but I don’t believe all of them. So I’ll tell about my experience with La Casa Del Male. It happened about a year ago. My best friend, River, and I wanted to know the truth about the house. So we waited until dark and went to the evil house. The gate squeaked when I opened the gate and in the house we went. River turned on her flashlight and lead the way up the stairs, all the while the stairs creaking with our weight. DING DING DING River started to scream and ran down the stairs and into a grandfather clock that just stopped ringing. We then started walking again down the hallway we got halfway down the hallway then we heard footsteps descending down the stairs. We both stopped in our tracks and started to scream. Our screams echoed the house and lights started turning on and off, but there was just one problem there was no lights in the whole house. River and I ran out of the house. Panting we ran back to my house stopped at the front door and were about to walk in when River disappeared into thin air. She wasn’t ever seen again. That really is La Casa Del Male.
The End
Things you do well: Descriptive. Eloquent writing. Strong narrative. Creative
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