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__ The Old Abandoned House __ Mike was running away from a dark, shadowy figure. He didn’t know what it was. The monster was chasing him, and Mike didn’t know what to do but keep on running. There was no place to hide. He was in a dark alley. He felt like the monster was going to grab him anytime now. Mike was running for his life. The thing finally grabbed him, and Mike tried to scream, but he couldn’t. He just closed his eyes. When he finally opened them again, he was back in his room. Oh, it was just a dream, but it felt so real. He had been having these dreams the past few days. Maybe even weeks. Mike sighed, closed his eyes and went back to sleep. Mike was walking down the road this afternoon. It was already that day. Tomorrow was Halloween. On the streets there were children playing. There were strong gusts of winds blowing in his neighborhood. His uncle was already buying some stuff for the big night tomorrow. His parents had died when he was at a really young age. He doesn’t exactly remember what happened that fateful night, but has been told it was a car accident. He is staying at his uncle’s house all these years. As he was walking down the streets, the neighborhood was peaceful. It seems like it was going to be a perfect Halloween tomorrow. It was chilly as he was walking. He passed the abandoned house on his left. That house… it was quite scary. Well, to the little kids. But Mike was mature and wasn’t fearful of it at all. There were all these types of stories about that house, how there were all these types of monsters, werewolves, vampires, and even ghosts that lived in that house and haunted it. It used to belong to an old couple, though they disappeared a few years ago. Parents around the neighborhood said that they had moved out, though the kids around wouldn’t believe that. Mike, took one last quick look at the house before heading home. “Uncle Sam, I’m home!” Mike shouted. Mike headed off to bed. The Next Day, Mike got up out of bed early, and greeted his friend who was waiting downstairs for him. Time passed quickly that day for him. The big day, today was the last day of October. He laughed with his friends, though something felt weird to him. He didn’t know why. That night, his uncle was just finishing up the preparations. Mike and his friends headed down the street, though they weren’t really doing anything, just taking a walk. “Hey Mike, it’s that big old house again” one of his friends pointed out. It looked different today Mike thought. “What about it”? Mike took a step closer to the house. It felt more chilly and cold. Mike opened the gate and started to walk towards the house. “You guys scared”? His friends followed him. He opened the front door and stepped inside, with his friends right behind him. The old abandoned house was quite dark, dust was everywhere. It really looked abandoned. He wanted to find the light switch. “Where could it be”? Mike thought. He found it, and turned it on, but none of his friends were in sight. “Guys” Mike shouted. No reply. A second later, the lights turned off again. He tried to turn them back on, but they stopped working. He needed to yell for help, but somehow he couldn’t. Maybe it was a dream, though it didn’t feel like it. Mike just wanted to get out of the house right now. He started to fainting, and suddenly one of the doors opened. “Ghosts?” he thought and saw one last glimpse of familiar faces before he closed his eyes and fainted. When he woke up, he was in his bed at his Uncle’s home. What just happened he thought? His uncle was nowhere to be found, and Mike didn’t know what to do now. He couldn’t sleep. He started to run away from this neighborhood, but where would he go?