Susan Whittaker's Short Story: The Haunted House

“That’s when I made coffee. You came out a little later and found me sitting by the campfire. Are you sure you didn’t hear or see something that made you come out?”

It was a small town in Cornersville, Ohio. Nothing much ever happened in this small town until one day. A new family moved in one afternoon. Everyone was surprised because no one even noticed the house being built. Everyone was still delighted that they moved in because the couple, Bob and Nancy, were very friendly. Bob and Nancy helped with all the activities in town and were very generous. A couple of weeks after they moved in, a lot of strange things began. Money started disappearing, the lights in the town went out every night except for Bob and Nancy's lights, even people's pets went missing. One night, everyone's lights went out at 11:30 as usual, except there was an extremely loud noise. The neighbors went outside to see where all the

A farmer and his family lived on their farm in a little town in Alberta. The farmer’s son and his friends built a scarecrow one day. They built a very ugly scarecrow. That night, there was a storm and the wind got strong. It began to rain with thunder and lightening. The boy woke up and looked out of the window.

The workers were getting settled in there desk for a day of work. When suddenly weird things started happening to the building. The workers started to smell a burning smell. They thought nothing of it maybe a worker had just burnt something in the break room. The burning smell started to intensify. All of a sudden the fire alarms started screaming. Workers started to panic because they were scared of fires since the building was tall and they might not be able to get out. The lights started flickering and then they heard a very loud bang! The lights had went out, the only light that they could see was the morning sun raze. A voice came over the intercom saying you all are going to

One man saw the fire and tried to get someone to use the fire box to get the fire department to send a fire truck. Sadly he had no such luck in notifying them. Fire boxes were boxes located on the street corner for people to use to alert the closest fire department, because telephones were not commonly available at that time. The other man just insisted that a fire truck had probably already been called and was on its way. The fire was so destructive because there were many mistakes and dangerous

Maycomb County has been living a few dynamic days, as it not only snowed yesterday, but also today at approximately 2 in the morning a tremendous fire burnt the house of Maudie Atkinson to the ground. Even though the cause of the fire has not been confirmed yet, it is highly believed that it was due to the flue in her kitchen. Since it had not snowed since 1885, the people in town were not prepared. The fire truck was killed by the extreme weather and it took plenty of time for it to arrive to the scene, but fortunately it arrived in time to prevent the fire from spreading to other houses in the neighborhood. The commotion among everyone was clearly perceived.

As the blazing inferno calmed down residents of Maycomb saw the devastation from the house fire. The house, once owned by Maudie Atkinson, is no longer suitable to live in. Miss Maudie plans to rebuild her house and did not seem too distraught when her house burnt down. Several eyewitnesses said that they heard Miss Maudie say that “she hated her home”, and “planned to rebuild.” This combustion of Miss Maudie’s house took place in the wee hours of the night, and neighbors helped Maudie save her furniture. This took place the night of the historic snowfall in Maycomb. Luckily, the fire did not spread because the fire station responded exceptionally well and was able to extinguish the fire quickly and safely. No one was injured or harmed in the

The reader can feel the anguish and utter fear that the nuns felt as they desperately tried to save the children 's under their care (Cowan and Kuenster 13). The terror and panic of parents who rushed to the scene with ladders that turned out to be too short as they reached out to try and rescue the petrified fourth and fifth graders. The reader also gets to read about the helpless veteran firemen who watched the children lit up when they could do nothing to help. In all these, the authors attribute to small mistakes, confusion, and complications that delayed or frustrated rescue attempts. They also include interviews with the survivors of the fire and discuss the rumors surrounding the question of how the fire started.

On the night of halloween, there were three kids roaming around. The kids names are Bob, Jame, and Lexi. All the kids were on the streets on halloween night. These kids were trying to collect so much candy. Lexi was a Cat, Jame was a Tiger, Bob was a builder. It was very dark that night. There were only a couple lights flashing. The kids were ready for an adventure.

Bailey and the twins, Demi and Esmi, had heard many scary stories about the supposedly haunted, abandoned house in front of Bailey’s. The story is that there once lived an old man and his wife in the house and that one day the house all of a sudden caught on fire. The neighbors next door called the fire department and they were quick to arrive and put the fire out. People around the neighborhood did not know how the fire started and what could have caused it to grow so rapidly. Investigators did not find any bodies or a conclusion to why or how the fire started. There have been theories that the man and his wife purposely set the house on fire and now haunt it, terrorizing and killing anyone who enters or comes near the house. A few years ago some kids were playing soccer in the house’s yard and their ball went to the porch. They went over to get and from the on nobody knew what happened to them.

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.

One night my house was burning. There was nothing left, but a strange thing happened. I found out in

dripping blood on the carpet, the children frolicking through the house and breaking a vase. Things that could be fixed, restored, or replaced.

“On my way home from school. I was picking some charcoal from the burn bins, when…when um, they fell out of a truck. It had the…uh, um Demon label on it, so I figured it was still good,” she boasts after taking a bite. “Don’t worry. I was the only person around and no one saw me.”

“In the year of 1989, there was a street named Elm, in the state of Wyoming. Few chose to live on that street, and they all knew about the haunted house, up on the hill, on the west side of town, coming off of Elm. Once, I spent the week with some friends and, Halloween came upon us, while I stayed with them.” I was telling my first-grade brother and his friends stories to scare them out of their wits. Besides, no one wants little kids tagging along with you to go trick or treating, when you could go with your friends to Haunted Houses, and not ones set up by the town hall. “We were just about to pass the house, not thinking anything of it, when we heard a moan coming from Old Man Reaper’s house.” Their eyes grew wide with fear. Mr. G.