Gothic Short Story: The Haunted House

I seemed to notice something strange in the far corner of the warehouse. I walked over, suddenly stopping 6-7 meters away, realizing what it was. I stood there in shock horror starring at the lifeless man covered in blood and a massive hole in his chest. It was like something was feeding on him. I stared without blinking, then finely I released with a shiver as the chilly breeze went up my spine. I took a few slow steps back then I turned around to find a creepy girl wearing a white dress standing there glaring at me. I gasp because blood was all around her mouth dripping down on to her dress. What is wrong with this girl? Was she the one that killed that man? If so I need to get out of this place. I start to run when she starts to laugh. She was catching up and I wasn’t sure what she was capable of. My heart was racing while I was stumbling all over the place. Finely I got to the door and I shoved it open, then I tried to close it on her but she opened it straight away. I jumped all the stairs. When I was moving through the air It felt like I was moving in slow-mo. Then I landed on my knee which made me tumble all over the ground. I laid there not even thinking, then suddenly the girl hopped on top of me and went to take a bite

Only me and my parents are living on the farm. After the I heard the yell the man with the axe ran off. I had no idea where he could have gone. I quickly ran to my mom to make sure nothing was wrong with her. “Go call 911, your dad has gone crazy, he tried to kill a woman in the barn, and when he noticed I was there he tried to kill me as well, until you showed up!” “Mom, are you okay? Why would he kill someone, are you sure it’s dad?” I ran out the front door into the yard, i seen the suspicious figure run into the barn. I ran back inside to make sure my mom was going to be okay and to also help her find a safe place to hide while I tried to figure things out. After i got done in the house, I went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and my old baseball bat for my own protection. Then i proceeded to the barn. As soon as I ready to open the door I immediately got a sick feeling. Something told me not to go in there. I had to face my fears and disobey my father to see why there was an axe wielding man running around here. The hinges on the barn doors were rusted so they were are to push open. I finally got the door open, and I seen a black figure run through the middle of the barn, and there was a woman laying on the ground covered in

I walk pass a car and I hear a baby crying, I look closer and see a baby in the back seat on a hot summer day. I look around and the child’s parents are nowhere to be found. I call the police than I go in the back of my car and to my surprise I see my father’s crow bar. I went back to the child’s car and I crow the window open. I take the child out of the car and she is soaked in sweat, she is sobbing very heavily and the mother or father of this child is nowhere to be seen. The police arrive and take the baby out of my arms.

Today is my first day in new neighbourhood in a new state. As we drove down the bumpy road to my new house, I noticed the house next door. The house next door had over grown trees, dead birds and rotting wood. I had a bad feeling with it from the start. Tomorrow is my first day at my new school and I still have no new friends. The next day at school I asked some other students about the house next door and they all said that there was an old man who lived there in the 1950ś and one day he disappeared. The police searched for him for 5 months and finally stopped looking for him. The day after they stopped looking, all of his body parts were found inside the old house with his legs in one corner and his body in the other. The neighbourhood was flooded with police officers the next day. When I heard this stomach churning story I ran home and sat on my window seat gazing at the house. Every time I looked in there I felt like something was watching me but I just told myself it was all in my head.

It was Halloween and all of the kids were out and about going from door to door, until suddenly at the end of the development there was a bright light making the entire neighborhood light up. When everyone turned to see what could create such a bright light they noticed that a house was engulfed in flames.

I breath between tears with at least some hope that my mother will still be alive when I hear a moan on the other side of the bed. I gasp when I see her face down I pick her up and I hold her in my arm and she coughs up blood and between little murmurs I catch her telling me that she loves me and that I need to be strong when all of sudden she stops breathing. I stop to sob because for some reason I forgot who to cry instead I held my mother. Sirens get louder and louder when the front door opens and a bunch of people come in repeating into their radios “two people down and one alive” and five people surrounded me ask me “are you okay” and I just look at them with confusion why would ask me that when it was clear that I had just lost both of my parents. They took my mother away and took me to and ambulance outside of my house. As I was close to the ambulance I look over at the police car and found this teenaged boy who look at me with fury that when I realized that had to be the boy that killed my parents everything went black and just felt my body drop to the

Then I called a friend and said that their was something in my house and my friend said I will come over but it will take about an hour for me to get their and she said that was not soon enough then “bzzzz ooom” the power was out, I screamed and started to get teary eyed then grabbed the flashlight next to my bedside table and decided to go downstairs while it was pitch black outside and no light in the house I was shook and could barely move so then that is when I Decided to suck it up the step toward the kitchen then I saw something the same figure darted across the kitchen as I whispered in a shaky voice“who's there” I heard a loud stomp toward me and knew that a person was in my house I tried to call 911 but then remembered the power was out and I could not use my home phone and my other phone was dead.

I am walking into my house from school everything seems normal. I started to look for my parents. I did not know why I am, and there is no desire I wanted or no question I needed answered at the moment. I called out their names, but not a single sound came out. When my parents were nowhere to be found my heart started to race out of control. I quickly ran to my parent's room only to be frozen in shock. My body became lifeless as I looked at a horrible sight. I felt a tear roll down my face as I stared down at my father lifeless body. The stink of blood filled the room. The walls stained with a black substance that smelled like charcoal. I could feel another presence there, but nothing is seen, I slowly quickly went to my father lifeless body.

With ears deafened by the silence of the day, John Smith decided it was best to get away from his shop. He had tended to his small flower shop since the break of dawn, arranging the few orders for the odd wedding or so, but mostly just making sure the place looked presentable. However, his work would go unnoticed, as the store remained empty until he briefly closed for lunch.

As I walked through the door, I saw two mysterious figures. I walked closer and noticed that one of the figures was my boss, Mr.Boddy. The other guy was gone and Mr.Boddy was dead. It looks like the other guy jumped out the window and left his weapon behind.The weapon he used to kill Mr. Boddy was a dagger. I think to my self where is the phone I must call 911. I find the house phone and dial 911, ''hello 911 what is your emergency?'' ''I came home and saw two black figures so I walked closer and didn’t see the second one but I did see my boss, Mr. Boddy lying on the ground dead but the other guy was gone and the dagger he used was lying on the ground beside Mr. Boddy.'' '' ok where are you at?'' said the police.

Aase Wegner glared angrily at her uncle. Shane was sitting in a rocking chair by the fire, reading a book. He was in his late fifties, with thinning grey hair, crooked glasses, and old-fashioned clothes. “You promised me.” Aase’s voice was deathly calm, but there was venom behind her usually warm brown eyes. Shane sighed. “Now, Aase, I got you a perfectly fine birthday present-” “You were supposed to let me in the library!” Aase interrupted, now definitely angry. The problem here, was that Shane had promised to let Aase into the library on the lower floor of their house as a thirteenth birthday present, and now refused to.

To begin this story I will tell you what my mom thinks of Halloween. Don’t get me wrong I love and respect my mom but that doesn’t mean I agree with her all the time. My mom along with other people believe that on Halloween spirits come out to celebrate the existence of their dark lord Satan, and by dressing up we are showing the dark spirits that we support what they are doing. That is what my mom thinks along with many other reasons. My mom is the type of mom when she says something it’s final unless you have a really good reason to contradict her. To put it short my mom is a Mexican mom. Anyway going back to the story. October thirty-first, 2017.

“Life is not measured by how many breaths you take, but by the moments that take your breathe away.” - Dr. Maya Angelou. To others this quote may spark an image of a serene beach overlooking a breathtaking sunset, but to me, this quote entails my fond memories of going to a haunted mansion and school field trip off to the wilderness.

I’ve been here in California since 1905, I’ve been here for 2 years now and never thought in my whole life I would be spending the whole night in a haunted house that was just two streets away from my home. It all started when me and my friends were hanging out at Lucas’s house. We got bored and decided to play dares. We did a couple of funny dares, but then things got serious. “Thomas, I dare you to spend the night at the old haunted house that is two streets away from us.” Matt said smirking like an evil villain. “No way” I said, not wanting to go to that creepy old house. “You have to, it’s a dare” Mark demanded and I sighed. “For how long?” I asked and they all looked at each other then smiled. “A whole night” I thought for a bit and had an Idea. “one condition” They leaned forward. “Someone has to come with me” they all looked at each other. “No way I’m going, I have one little sibling.” Lucas said. “I have a single mom and I’m her only child.” Mark said. I looked at Matt. “get your stuff ready Matt, We’re spending the night at a haunted house” I said smiling. Matt has two parents and has 5 brothers and sisters not to mention he’s the middle child. So he had no reason to stay. “No way I’m doing that, this is my dare I gave to you!” He defended himself “doesn’t matter, you’re going.” I demanded and grabbed two bags for me and Matt. “karma sucks doesn’t it?” I smirked at him and he gave me a glare. My plan went well.

Tick, tock, tick, tock, the sound of the clock is the only sound in the house. I look up at the clock at it says 2:55am. Which is strange because it has felt like we have been here for hours, from the time we broke into the house, which was at 12:30am. No one else can be seen or heard, so I am all alone now.