Post by Admin on May 10, 2013 20:26:00 GMT
[div align="justify"]It was late, or early depending on how you want to see it, sometime in the A.M, Eliza had just left her mamas grave. Every night she sneaks out of her house when her dad is asleep and goes to visit her mothers grave she would sit right in front of the tombstone and talk to it like her mother was really, actually, there. Yes it was sad but to Eliza it was something she has done for the past ten years her dad stop going because he didn't want to be reminded of what he doesn't have any more which sometimes makes her wonder when she was still living with him then because from the pictures Eliza looked just like her mother something she was proud of because everyone says she was a beautiful women but then again they could all just be saying that to be nice because it's wasn't good to speak bad of the dead.
Making sure the gate was closed Eliza started to head back home but when she was half way she stopped at the fork in the road. If she went right she would be going home but if she went left she would be heading to a very old farm that most of the people in town were scared to go to. Moving her flashlight from one road to the other Eliza took a deep breath and started walking left. She couldn't believe what she was doing even after she swore to her dad that she would go anywhere near it but she was curious and you know what they say Curiosity killed the cat.
Besides the night there was something else Eliza loved and that was being scared. She doesn't really know why though maybe it was because of the adrenaline and the pounding of her heart but it was most certainly a good feeling to her. And that was the exact feeling she was getting as she stood a few feet in front of the, supposedly, haunted farm house no one has been brave enough to see if it was actually haunted but if they did then they were to scared to say anything about it.
Swallowing hard "[font color="e6199c"]Alright. Here I go[/font]" she said to herself holding the flashlight in front of her as steady as she could but she could feel her hand starting to shake. Stepping inside the farm house Eliza looked around shinning the light on objects it looked like a normal house it was just messy, smelly, and nosy the sounds where making her a little jumpy but she continued to walk further into the house the more she walked the more her whole body started shaking. There were some old furniture left behind by whoever lived there last and from the look of it it has been a very, very, long time since someone lived in the house.
Stopping at the staircase Eliza looked up it before slowly stepping upward the wood cracking under her feet she was half way up when the wood broke beneath her. It scared her so bad that she screamed like mad before she realized what has actually happened "[font color="e6199c"]Gosh darn it[/font]" she mumbled to herself looking around for her flashlight but she must have thrown it her foot fell through because it was at the bottom on the staircase but she couldn't go to it. She was stuck.
Grunting Eliza grabbed her leg trying to jerk it out but it wasn't budging but then again she couldn't see "[font color="e6199c"]Just great. That's just great[/font]" running her hand through her hair getting it out of her face looking around as though she would find something to help her but all that she say were shadows It' just the trees she thought to herself over and over as the sounds of the house started up again which meant that he imagination was soon going to get the better of her.[/div]