Derelict House

Walking down the road with nothing better to do,  laughing and mocking the cars as they pass by, then all of a sudden I am stopped in my tracks as Kingston excitedly says “Wow look at that crusty old house.”  Standing back we can see the broken tiles, rusty roofing, hanging guttering and dead wood, the house almost appeared to be out of a thriller movie. “ Yeah I agree because this house is UGLY.” I replied.

“Yeah this house looks like it needs to go”!

“ahahaha.” We laughed

Wanting to get a better look we start to walk across the lawn and it hits me, time to see if Kingston will go in. “Go on, Go into the house I say trying to tempt him, wanting to see if he had the guts to do it. I chuckling to myself as I called him chicken hoping that will push him into doing it, “you’re the chicken here” he replies as we both laugh at each other. When really neither of us want to go in. Together we decide to go in, we take one step onto the deck, I started to second guess myself and try to back out, just as I turn Kingston grabs my arm “not chicken are you? What if this house is haunted? Should we go in or should we run, only one way to find out.

Cautiously we begin to open the door, the air is filled with dust that instantly clogs our throats and a musty smell fills our nostrils so much that we begin to cough.  We begin to enter and we see cobwebs everywhere! On the windows, ceiling, walls, cupboards just everywhere. The floors were cracked and broken. Shattered glass and torn wallpaper was scattered over the ground too. Suddenly a rumbling sound came from outside and water began dripping through the broken pipes. “What is that?” Kingston asked worriedly.

“It’s raining outside,” I replied, Just as we heard it again, for a split second we thought of running but our curiosity to check out the house kept us firmly planted where we stood.

As the rain continued we moved further inside, “Hey what’s that over there?” said Kingston. “It looks like a treasure chest or something valuable”. As we get closer and closer to our target, we hear a little rustle in the corner that frightens us. “Ahahahahah” yelled Kingston. That’s it we're out of here”

“Yeah this house can wait for another day”