-Remind me why we're here tonight.-my friend said.
I gave a deep sigh. We were in front of an old, ramshackle house. Even there, both of us could hear the stranges noises and the voices. Obviusly, I'd heard a lot of creepy stories about that enchanted house before, but I wanted to see all of that in person. And that boy was the only person in the Earth that consented to come with me.
-Ok. Let's go.-and we started to get closer to the house.
We opened the door and walked slowly through the wood floor. Our steps were really noisy, and that made me feel nervous as if someone could hear us coming or something. The inside was so dark that we couldn't see anything without a torch. Fortunelately, I brought one with me.
Suddendly, we heard the door closing behind us and the torch stopped working.
-What was that?!-my friend wanted, frightened.
I was about to say something, but I just couldn't made any sound. Because behind my friend was an old and broken window. And in that window, I could see an enormous black eye, watching us carefully. Before I could warn him, the eye dissapeared and instead of it, appeared a big hand that entered through the damn window. I screamed when I saw the hand grabbing my friend and rising him in the air. It started to swinging him and I was so shocked that I couldn't move or say anything. I was paralyzed. Then, another hand appeared from nowhere and started to dismember him in front of my eyes. When it finished its work, it throwed him with violence to the floor. Of course, he was dead. I wondered if the next was me.
I heard, surprised, a voice. It was actually a young girl voice.
-Moooom! I broke another one agaiiin!
-You should be more careful while you're playing with you dolls' house, darling.
Amante de los libros y las buenas historias. A veces escribo lo que me inspira un sueño o una canción.
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