Spooky Story by Isabel

Once there was a girl, she was called Alice.  She lives in London with her Mum, her Dad, her Brother and her Gran.  One night at 12.00 a.m. I decided to go on a walk.  On the way I saw a very spooky house.  In the garden there was crooked trees and the house had broken windows and doors.  It looked like it had been attacked by a monster.  Suddenly I felt a drip drip and I noticed it was raining then I heard lightning.  Then I heard someone was creeping from the house.  Then squeaking and rustling  and I felt like I broke my spine.  It was cold and windy and someone going through my grave.

Alice went into the very creepy and spooky house.  It looked very old and even creepier.  I saw an old book shelf which had cobwebs on it and a broken staircase that had missing steps.  In the lounge the tv was on so I turned it off.  Then I saw the tv buttons move, and again, and I saw a button go down and the tv went on.  I got scared, really scared, so I went in the dining room and saw toys moving on the table.  I thought it was all remote control.  I went into the kitchen.  I heard rustling from the pan.  “It can’t be”.  Then I heard and saw the cupboard open.  I went upstairs and heard someone crying from one room.  I ran downstairs and ran outside.