Summary Of Mattie's Short Story: The Haunted House

I’m currently sitting in my room thinking about how great these two weeks with you were. Thank you so much for all the memories and fun times. I will always hold them very close to me. My god, it has only been a couple hours since you left and I already miss you so much. You have made me immensely happy, I cannot express that enough. I only hope to make you as happy as you make me. I know we are both still young, but no matter what happens or where life takes us, I know for a fact that I will always love you. You have taught me so much and I will forever be grateful for that.

O’ great muse, bestow upon me your divine knowledge and aid me in the telling of this tale. Speak to me of the two clever children whom the gods bestowed upon both fortunes and misfortunes. The two children who were abandoned by their unfortunate father and his cruel wife, far from home, only to find their way back to it. Allow me to tell of their encounters on their journey, of the horrible witch who trapped them in her alluring house made of the sweetest confections, and how they escaped her clutches.

A warm breeze passes through the house as Neva tries to air the various rooms out. Birds chirp outside of the windows and leaves rustle beneath them, but she doesn't stop cleaning to enjoy the beautiful day. Her mother walks by and jokingly chants a snippet from an ancient cartoon. "Cinderella, Cinderella," she sings. The young girl cracks a smile and giggles at the comparison. "I just want things to look and smell nice for when he gets here, that's all," she responds. "If I could get you to work this hard all the time, this place would look like a mansion," Her mom says with a coy smile. They exchange a look before chuckling and moving on in their conversation.

They decided to go look around before going to bed. So, they went up the stairs after not finding anything. When they get up stairs and into the bedroom.

“Go!” shouted Mac to his terrified baby brother. “Wait at the opening. We’ll be right there.”

The abandoned marsh house, just of the shore, was said to transform at night. It's foggy windows, and mildewed wood was already enought to repel most, but when a group of children from the local middleschool decided that their lives needed to be more adventurous, the house's secrets came out to play. That fateful night, the children would learn what real fear meant. They took the smallest boat off the dock and rowed across the cold marsh, to the house. The boat creaked and groaned as it slammed against the murky, green bedding the marsh house stood on. The door slammed open, almost as if inviting the children in. The half moon lit silve light on the steps before the door and not a single sound could be heard. Those children were never heard from again. The marsh house would retain its secrets for as long as time lasted.

Matt stop his sexual-advancement on his mother's butt and turn his attention to Jessica. "Hey Jess. Ummm, what you doing here?"

Will woke up to a soft knocking on the the door “Boys I’ve made breakfast for you it’s down at the inn,” It was, Lilian, Will’s mom.

After a long time of walking, Hanzmo reached a populated town, a drastic change in scenery. Everything seemed gloomy and dark, just like the demon realm. Nobody there was very inviting, many people stared at him because of the hood on his head, and the addition of red eyes makes it worse. One kid even cried because of his appearance, and trying to reassure him didn't work. This place didn't seem as perfect as before, his vision had changed, drastically. This place didn't seem so perfect anymore. The look around came short, he was already tired already, it was time to rest. He found a place just to simply sit down and listen to the sounds of the night. The roaring of the vehicles and the sounds of the stray animals.

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.

I am so grateful now that Kellie never left me, she is one of a kind and the love of my life! The birth of Gracyn refined our unity 11-1/2 years later. Our shared wounds from this abandonment, has brought us closer. Thank you for the added fire in my soul! I will work my hardest to support Kellie, to give her and our children the

The next morning, Mom headed to the grocery store. While Mom was gone, Ayza and Mike explored the house. They saw footprints leading to the basement, but they were too scared to go down.

Peter advanced slowly towards the door, taking his time to notice the small details of his new home. He didn’t quite understand why, but the house itself scared him.

The Richmond Haunting began with a devil scratching at the window in the early hours of the morning.

Jacob: "I see it mom, it's here. Why are you not giving it to me?"