Freaky Friday

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Freaky Friday

“Okay, bye mum, I’ll be back before dinner, love you”. Those had been my last words on the gloomy Friday evening as I strolled casually out of my house and up a few blocks to meet my best friend, Stacey.

As I looked around now at the old, dusty furniture and polished floors, I doubted whether those last few words of mine would come true. Stacey stared at me. Her short, silky brown hair now stood up on its ends and her twinkling brown eyes now stared back at me dull and full of fear.

We had originally planned to arrive at the ‘Haunted House on the Hill’, as it was known at Salem High, search it and leave being able to prove to everyone at school the next day that the dark and gloomy house was in fact not haunted. But now even we were beginning to doubt ourselves.

“I don’t know why we came here in the first place” I sighed at Stacey.

“Excuse me, but let me remind you that this whole exploration thing-” but before she could finish a loud thud made us both jump.

Silence followed. “D-did you ju-just hear something”, Stacey stammered.

“Oh it probably nothing”, I shrugged acting cool, “just our imagination running away with us”.  

 By now it was beginning to get dark. “Doesn’t this place have any lights?” I asked groping into my backpack to find the candles I had packed for a situation like this.

“Hey Liz, this place is giving me the creeps, you sure you want to stay longer?” asked Stacey her eyes darting around and her lips quivering.

“We’re going to be alright”, I reassured her slinging my arm around her shoulder. “By the way, have you got a lighter?” I added.

“Yeah”, she replied pulling one out of her pocket, “Liz, you sure this is a good idea?” she asked still not entirely convinced.

“Look, as soon as we search the house well be out of here”, I reassured her once again, holding the lighted candle up to my face.

She snatched the candle and turned away walking into the dark halls, “Fine, lets start searching, the sooner we finish, the quicker I get to go home”.  

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“What’s up with her? Anyway, let’s get to work”, I murmured lighting another candle and shrugging my shoulders.

             I wandered away from the living room and into the dark passages which seemed to lead on forever, trying to shrug off the feeling that something wasn’t quite right about the house or our presence here.

        The sound of heavy footsteps followed by a huge thud made me freeze and the hairs on the back of my neck to stand up.

        “Hello, anybody there?” I called out into the vast hall. “There’s no one here, don’t let your imagination ...

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