Haunted House

• Anthony Harvey, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2016

1994 2am in the morning Jake was finally born in the Melbourne hospital. 9 years later……
Jake was nine when he found a haunted house across the road from him. He rang his friend up. Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
‘’Hello’’
‘’Hi its Jake. There is a haunted house across the road.”
“Kick a football across the road,” Jake said.
Nothing happened. 5 months later ……
It was finally Halloween.
Jake asked,” Mum can I please ring Samuel?”
“ Yes.”
“Oh that’s my mum. She is weird.”
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
‘’Hello’’
“Hi’’
“How are you?”
“Good. How are you? Who are you dressing up as tonight?”
“ Um, a vampire.”
“ Cool I am too”
“Okay bye.”
Bang went the phone on the hook.
Ding dong went the door.
“ Bye mum. It’s Samuel.”
“ Bye don’t be late back.”
They went across the road and went inside.
“ It’s not so scary.” Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! evil laugh bang!
The haunted house broke.
“Can someone call the hospital? Here they come. Worst night ever.