Title: The Door
by Emilie from West Yorkshire | in writing, fiction, short stories
芒聙聹 Don't be such a wimp Mollie!!芒聙聺 George grabbed his girlfriend by the hand and dragged her up to the winding path , it had over growth from the abandonment of the property.
芒聙聹But you know that you can't go in there, plus everyone says that something BAD happened here.芒聙聺 Mollie looked into the eyes of her boyfriend as she pleaded.
芒聙聹Come on! Amy and Karl are already up there!芒聙聺 George tugged her once more and this time Mollie gave in and followed.
芒聙聹Where are they? They are taking ages!!芒聙聺 Amy sat on the brick wall in the front garden of the house. Karl shrugged and walked up to Amy and kissed her gently on the lips. They both put their foreheads together.
Foot Steps.
Mollie and George came round the corner from the stone path. The four looked at each other , took a deep breath and walked towards the wooden splintered door.
It creaked open with a shove of karl's hand. They all followed his lead as he stepped into the shadows.
芒聙聹I think we should check out up stairs.芒聙聺 Amy suggested walking towards the stair case, Karl followed Mollie and George walked towards the kitchen which was in the opposite side.
芒聙聹Where did Mollie and George go?芒聙聺 Karl looked back down the dim half way to the banisters of the stair case. Amy looked back as she walked , as she took two more steps she hit a door with a thud ans she banged into it , the door flew making Amy fall onto a wooden floor. It felt like warm water was on the floor beneath her hands. The door swung shut. Amy jumped up and grabbed the handle . No matter how much shr tugged and twisted at the handle nothing happened.
芒聙聹Karl! Karl! I'm locked in!! As Amy started to panic the water from her hands was slippy on the circular handle 芒聙聹HA HA very funny Karl! You have had your joke now open the flipping door!芒聙聺 she tugged once again but Amy's hands slipped right off the door handle making her stumble backwards she tripped over something which made her fall back onto the floor , nearly hitting the ancient wardrobe. Amy checked what she had fallen over , It was hard to see though because the only light that was in the room was coming through the blinds , they were closed but the moonlight still managed to peek through into the room. Amy scrambled up to her feet and pulled the cord of the blinds to reveal a body. The face was white , the eyes were white with massive pupils starring at Amy. The body was squished into a small bin bag , apart from the shoulders up wards, the arms were thrown to the side . The body was a woman , her brown hair was covered in blood so was the bag , Amy looked down at her hands and it wasn't water at all. The Blinds Slammed Down.
芒聙聹Amy! Where did you go?芒聙聺 Karl tried the last door of the hall , he twisted the round handle and the and the door slightly opened , he shoved his shoulder into the door to make it fully open , he tripped over the lump on the floor as he fell to the ground his hands felt soggy with the warm water , he looked up to the blinds that let the moonlight peek through. He picked himself up and opened the blinds with the cord , he looked at the lump and there lyed Amy. Her body was shoved into a black bag her face was pale her pupils were massive and they starred into Karl's
Karl was startled by the sight , he wanted to hurl , so he ran out of the room downstairs to the kitchen. The fan on the ceiling was spinning slowly. Was it leaking in the kitchen? Karl felt a few drips on his cheek the switch of the room was hanging by the wires so Karl carefully picked up the switch which flicked on a light bulb that was nearly out of power. The fan caught his eye. There going round and round was the body of George , spinning , spinning. Karl fell to the ground , he felt faint.
芒聙聹Karl , is that you?芒聙聺 Mollie asked as she appeared from the shadows of the room. She was covered in blood , George's blood. 芒聙聹Don't worry , it's me Mollie.芒聙聺 She smiled sweetly at him. Karl stood up and looked at her. She was different , instead of her hair flowing past her shoulders with curls , it was straight and jet black soaked in blood. Karl looked into her eyes the pupils were gigantic you could hardly see the white part out of the eye ball at all. She shuffled forward to Karl. He stood where he was looking at his changed friend. She grabbed his face and kissed him. He looking into her black eyes and breathed in . . . and out . . .
芒聙聹Go on then I know it was you.芒聙聺 Karl looked in disgust at Mollie's face. She looked to the wall next to them. On a wood plank was George's head attacked to it , there was still blood dripping from the nick.
芒聙聹You would look nice on one of them , you are a very cute guy you know.芒聙聺 Mollie winked at Karl. Grabbed the switch from behind him.
Darkness.
They say that you can still hear Karl's screaming when you go near that house , or if you looked up to the window with blinds there is always a girl peeking through them , or the sound of a knife cutting through a piece of meat.
Don't go past the door. It may just look like a door but it holds secrets. You don't want to be one of those secrets. Just not past the door.
A short story, in the genre of horror.
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This is a very well written story emilie
from mollie ;)
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