A Stormy Night.

know what could be in there, or if some one is in there. Then the storm decided for me. Lightning hit the tree, filling the air with sparks. I dashed onto the porch and slammed on the door, and it was open, I heard a noise. I thought to my self, what was that? I thought my heart was coming out my mouth. I slowly turned around. I didn't see anyone, but that didn't mean that no one was in the house with me. It was a large house. I was thinking before I went into the living room, will I go in. My flashlight showed me paintings of a red-haired man and a lot of antiques. Over at the fireplace, in the other side of the room, hung a mirror with a gold frame CRASH I jumped and almost dropped my flashlight. My heart pounded as the glass scattered around the ground. Then it all went silent. I stood at the bottom of the staircase. The sounds had come from upstairs. I swallowed my fears and climbed the stairs. On the second floor I found a bathroom, it didn't even have any running water. Since I didn't since need to go I didn’t bother going in. I found several Bedrooms on up the stairs, moths all over the clothes that might have been worn at one time. At the end of the second floor, I found yet another stair well. This one was a dark and spider web everywhere. It led to what must have been the children's floor at one point. There was a playroom that took up most of the space, along with two bedrooms with furniture. What I thought was a closet at first it was really a narrow flight of stairs that lead into the attic. A giant rat flied across the floor, its beady eyes glowed red in the shine of the torch. It hissed at me. I screamed and dropped my torch. I took several deep breaths to calm me down as I was so frightened and started going up the stairs again. Rapid flashes of flickering lighted up the attic. There was a broken window, well now I no what caused the crash. I found an old plank of wood. I had intended to use it to cover the broken window, but on my way to the window, I tripped over a large trunk. The trunk wasn't locked, but it was rusted shut. I grabbed the top and pulled with all of my strength. The trunk wouldn’t open, I kept trying and it finally opened. Another rat jumped across the floor. I yelled and scampered around the room like a maniac. I wondered what was in the trunk so I looked and I had found a body.... aahhhhhhh! I turned my head and gasped for air. The light from the torch lighted up the trunk and showed a wide mouth with lips, and teeth the man's eyes were open and staring at me. Suddenly, the smell hit me; of wood burning. I felt something burning me. I pushed the man away and screamed; Fire. I backed up against the far wall. The flames had already got to the man as I opened my eyes quickly to see a view of the burning house. There was a sudden explosion when lightning hit the roof above me. I was blown out of the window and into a slimy fountain. The sound of a siren was louder than the crackle of the burning house. A fire fighter lifted me out of the fountain. I stared at him. Suddenly, I felt relieved to be safe. I cried the fire fighter reassured me then wrapped me in a blanket. I fainted as I went into the ambulance. By James Ryan