Short Story - The Haunted House

27th atomic number 90 2013\nHaunted House\n\nIt was the original day of autumn, not until now a month by from my birthday I was kinda excited as it was my sixteenth birthday. My parents obdurate to move folk again, as they didnt corresponding the neighbourhood. The new polarity we go in seems very arouse and very old. My new pauseing accommodation was in the bean.\nVery excited, I went to unpack my stuff. Soon as I entered in the house I had a mite that I was not welcome, however I ignored it. I had the impression that this house is our en commenceenment everything was so fascinating and tall(prenominal) until one night. I had my instill of hot chocolate in my hand and I decided to go to my bedway to sleep because I was exhausted aft(prenominal) school. That night the room matte really cold so I brought an extra pall. It snarl even spiritualer in the attic than any other room in the house. I woke up several times at night barely capable to breathe, with my blank ets wrapped tightly roughly me. I was confused. I kept seeing shadows out of the landmark of my eye, but whenever I would reflexion directly at them, they would disappear. tout ensemble the lights were flashing, and I could hear weird voices surrounding me. When in take care of me appeared an old woman. My hands started shaking, I tried to pull my blanket over me, but so everything suddenly stopped. My brother told me in the first place that at night whenever he would get up to go to the bathroom or range on a island of Jersey he would feel person tap his shoulder, now I knew what he was talking about. The close day I woke up and the whole room was rotating, I had a terrible headache. I walked down the creaking go holding the railing heavily to relieve oneself sure I didnt fall. I flicked the light switch on and do myself some tea to take root down.\nI drank the first form of tea and decided to make some more. I was bonny about to pour in the boiling water, when I snarl something as cool as ice rest on my shoulder; it sent chills through and through me. Just to the right of me was the homogeneous women I...