Halloween Fright

By Scarlett Deuel

     Ugh. I think I've eaten too much Halloween candy... I got more this year than I have any other year. That´s because my sister and I were finally allowed to go outside of our neighborhood. Our mother is very protective, and our father isn't home very often. He works a demanding job, but it makes good money. I shudder as I realize the window flew open somehow. I lean across my bed to shut it, but my hands slip as I try to grip the window handles and I hit my head on corner of the window frame. I hit my head with such force that my glasses fly off of my face and they land somewhere. I instinctively jump off my bed and lie out on the floor. I wave my arms around blindly on the floor trying to find them. You would think that I wold just wear contacts, saying that I can´t see without them, but contacts are a pain to put in and they irritate my eyes.
   I just realized I haven introduced myself yet. My name is Jeffrey Contell. And what happened tonight is something I´ll never forget. It all started when My sister, Rena, and I went down Kurs Street. There´s a ton of houses of that street, so we decided that was the best way to go. It was getting late, so at the time, it was probably about 9:00. Rena and I knocked on the first door. we waited a minute, and suddenly the door opened. Rena and I are pulled inside with one mighty tug. We landed on the floor and the boards started to creak. Green ooze leaked out of the walls and a sickening stench filled the air. Rena stood up right into a cobweb and started shaking to get it off of her. I stood up shortly after her, but was so short that the cobweb didn't reach me. Being short has its advantages.
   A man stepped out of the shadows. The man was eerily tall , pale, and thin. He looked like someone strait out of a horror movie. I got that vibe because of the fact the he had blood all over his face and clothes. He stepped closer to us, and Rena started to run. He grabbed her by the back of the shirt as I stood still as a statue. She hung as if she were dead from his hands, her wavy, brown hair draping her face like curtains. She opened her eyes slightly, and her bright grey eyes looked horrified. The man dropped her, and she didn't move once she was on the floor. The man turned to me, slowly, and I stood my ground. Then, before he could reach me, I yelled as loud as I could. He sprinted over and clapped a hand over my face, but it was too late. The people next door rushed in and he was forced to let go of me. Rena stood up and we ran as fast as we could all the way back to our house. When we got inside, we both ran upstairs to our rooms. I haven't heard from her since then. And now, here I am. I feel so sick to my stomach, it's like I was just on a roller coaster. I lay down and hope that my stomach pain will pass, and slowly drift off to sleep.