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One night I was out trick or treating with my friends. It was Halloween and there were a lot of children out and about. We turned down a road and we found ourselves in front of an old, run down house. It looked deserted but we tried it anyway.

We started to walk up the old gravel path to the door. I knocked twice on the door with the old rusty knocker. No answer. I knocked again. Then suddenly the door creaked open.

“Hello,” called my friend Hannah. “Is there anybody home?” called Róisín. “Come in,” said a voice spookily.

I screamed. “There is nothing to be afraid off,” said the voice again.

“Where are you?” whispered Hannah.

“Come inside and you will see me,” said the voice

So all three of us stepped inside the house. In front of us we saw an old, white ghost! We all screamed. Then the door shut with a great big BANG. We were trapped!! “Let us out,” I cried. “No,” said the ghost slyly, “not until I am finished with you.” “You can be finished with us now,” cried Hannah and she took a great big swipe at the ghost.

She drew her hand back rather quickly or rather what she thought was her hand. When Hannah caught sight of her arm she screamed like mad. When Hannah had touched the ghost her hand had gotten chopped off!!! “Now I am finished with you,” laughed the ghost. The door swung open and all of us ran out the door never to go back to the haunted house ever again.

Caoimhe  Ní  Rua

Gosh!

Me and my friends where going to my house after football training. They were all coming to my house for a sleep over. When we were on our way, we past Old Paddy’s house. As we past all of us got a cold clenching feeling around our faces it was like cold metal pulled tight around our faces. We walked on thinking it was our imagination. Down by Supervalu we went. We discovered no one in the shop was moving. We were in shock. Rachel ran in and screamed so loud, then she froze and her hair became grey and long. In fear of what might happen next we bolted down the road into Megan’s house. When we got there we were puffing and panting and crying. Megan cried out for her mum and then realised she had gone to Navan, to go shopping. So we decided to go to my house instead.  As we walked down the road Jenny stopped and looked across the road, I looked too. It was Rachel, she had a Supervalu bag full of tooth brushes. Then I quickly licked my teeth, there clean. Surprisingly! She slowly walked across the road. Her grey hair was gone. She had her own hair back. I cautiously watched her every move. Then in her own voice ‘FEW’ she said

“Why did you leave me there? Why was my hair grey and why did you run?”

“You scared us” I answered  “and emmm… “

All of a sudden she changed and said “IWILL GET YOU!”

All went dark, I couldn’t  see anything. In the distance I could hear an angry voice screaming “get up, get up, you will be late for school Rachel is waiting.”

GOSH! It was all a dream.

OH NO Rachel said she was going to get me :O Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ellen D Rang a 6

Haunted House

It was Halloween night and my parents were gone to drop my sister to a disco in Sligo. So you know what that means? Party at my house! And not just a normal party, A Halloween party!

My mum told me that the house was haunted but it had three friendly ghosts. I didn’t really believe her. I think she told me that so it would deter me from having a party.  I didn’t listen to her though  and decided I would sent every one of my contacts on my phone an invitation to the  Halloween party at my house!

My house is big and creepy so it’s ready for a Halloween party anytime, and since it was Halloween, we had pumpkins and toy bats around the house. So I didn’t have too much work to do organising the party.

About four people that I don’t really know came to the house…… the number of people turning up quickly grew…Fourteen….. Thirty…… Forty!

The party had started and there was music playing  that everybody liked. Suddenly without warning- the Ipod started playing boring old classical piece of music. Every one turned to face the record and wondered what was going on. Immediately afterward the chandler fell from the ceiling. Crash! Now we were getting scared.

The piano started playing…. Then the harp! but was no one playing it?!?!

The Ghosts!    Mum and dad were right! We are interfering with the ghosts! I heard what sounded like the front door slamming shut, even though the door was locked. Then the grandfather clock fell over. Everyone started screaming, realising it wasn’t a joke.

Everyone scrambled out the door when I unlocked it.  I heard the kettle scream, The oven turned on.

My phone started ringing and the piano made a song.

I picked up my phone and answered it and it was my mum. She told me she’d be back in a while and that she was stuck in traffic on the way. I was so relieved she would be home soon but I was worried about all the damage that had been done to the house.

Mum was late. I was getting scared the ghosts would make a reappearance .

Ten minutes later, I saw Mum and Dad’s car in the drive way. I’m not sure which I’m more frightened of. Mum or the Ghosts

I walked out to greet them in the driveway ready to explain the entire goings on. They walked in to the house and to my great surprise and everything was back to normal. Was it was all a dream?………

No it wasn’t, but I wish it was. Everything was back to normal. Don’t ask me how but it was. I turned and hugged my Mum and Dad. I won’t risk throwing another Halloween Party in future.

Cillian Rang a 6

CHISTMAS EVE

It was the night before Christmas. All was dark.   It had just gone twelve. My sisters and I were wide awake. My parents had gone to some Christmas party for work.

Suddenly we heard a knock on the door.

“Mam, Dad? Is that you?” We ask nervously. The door creaks open.

“Hello, were back.” Somebody says. It doesn’t sound like Mam or Dad, yet it sounds familiar.

“Who’s there?” we say.

“It’s only us,” somebody else says. I put on my dressing gown, grab my torch and sneak downstairs. Emer and Aisling follow.

When I get downstairs I switch on my torch. There’s no one there. Dead silence.  We search everywhere, under the sofa, behind the TV.

“We’ve searched everywhere,” I say. The only place left is the back bathroom. Nobody knows why we don’t go in there, not even we know.

When we open the bathroom door we practically scream our heads off.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Róisín Rang a 6

HOME ALONE

I was coming home from my morning walk as usual. I ran through my doggie flap and into the kitchen. I searched for my food but there was none there, this was very unusual my owner always put out my food. There was a smell a disgusting smell coming from upstairs. I ran up the stairs and there was blood everywhere. I started to bark for help but no one could hear me. I searched the room but no one was there. I was starting to get scared. I hoped on the bed and there was a suit case half packed. My owner was going to run away and leave me here L. I saw a note on the bed obviously I couldn’t read it because I am a dog and everyone knows dogs can’t read.

I ran down stairs with the note in my mouth and ran into my neighbour’s garden. My neighbour also had a flap in her door but the flap wasn’t for a dog it was for cats, not just for one cat! Oh no, it was for five cats. I hate them, cats! They’re always calling me names. I ran through the flap and the smell of smelly cats that weren’t washed for days hit me. It nearly knocked me out. I started barking until Emily came over. Emily was one of the good humans, not like the bad humans, that go around snatching animals of the street. One of the bad humans snatched one of my best friends recently.

Emily took the note out of my mouth and she read it out loud. It turns out my owner Ciara borrowed some money and never gave it back. The note said “I’m coming to get you so you better watch your back”. Emily brought the note to the police. They sent out a rescue team to search for Ciara. One week later they found her body in the Wicklow Mountains. She had a broken arm she only had one eye left and a crushed skull and she also had dirt in her lungs so she was buried alive. I was brought to the pound because nobody wanted me. Later on that week I was put down. Yes they killed me!  So I re-joined my owner in the after-life. To this day we still haunt the same house so BEWARE!!!!

Aimee Rang a 6

Slenderman.

I’m 19 year old Sarah.

This is my story.

I was home alone. I took a last glance as the headlights as my parent’s car left the drive.

I looked out the window again and a tall man in a black suit was in my drive.

I looked closer.

He had no face.

I blinked, and the entity moved closer.

I turned around, and he was in my house.

Could he teleport? I thought to myself.

Scared as hell, I ran up to the attic.

I turned on the radio.

I only heard static.

I turned on the televison.

I only saw static.

I looked at my phone.

Yet again, only static.

I turned around.

He was in the attic.

This thing was Slenderman.

I ran out of the house and got in my faithful 1994 Ford Crown Victoria.

I drove off, into the night.

As I was driving, I saw a tall man in a black suit walk in front of my car.

I skidded to avoid him, and my car flipped.

I woke up hanging off a tree.

As I died, the world fell into blackness.

As I died, I heard him laugh.

Epilogue

I am a ghost now, and I live in my grave. The graves next to mine read: Arthur Hiscox: Died 1994 and the other one reads Simon Luther Ender (S.L Ender): Died 2012.

Daniel Rang a 6

Home alone

One morning I was asleep in my bed until, all of a sudden I heard someone calling my name

“Tara, Tara, I’m going to the shop. I will be home in half an hour.” It was my mam calling.

I just groaned and climbed out of bed. I got dressed and went down stairs. Then I noticed the window was ajar. I looked into the kitchen and suddenly I heard a loud noise, it was the house phone ringing. I did not want to answer it because my mam said never to answer the phone when I am home alone.

The phone just kept ringing RING, RING,   RING, RING, it was driving me mad. So I gave in and answered it.

It was a man speaking, in a deep voice. He asked me if my mam and dad were there. I said no, like a fool. Then he asked me where I lived. At that moment I put the phone down. I was scared. My mam would not be back for twenty more minutes. I ran into the kitchen and sat down under the table.

A chill went down my spine as I heard the voice I had heard on the phone, it was coming from the hall. I heard the man going up the stairs. I was panicking. Then I noticed the window of the kitchen was open as well.  I had to decide whether or not to climb out the window. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. That’s when I made a dash for the window and out the front gate.

I ran all the way to the shop without stopping once. I ran straight to my mother in tears. My mother rushed to the nearest bench and sat me down. She asked me what was wrong I could hardly talk but I told her what had happened. My mam was in shock. She grabbed her phone and called the police.

After she had told the police what had happened we ran home and met them at our gate. My mother and I did not dare to go into the house before the police got there. When the police went inside, the man was gone. But he left his finger prints behind him. The police took some samples and left.

My mother and I were left trying to get our heads around everything. A few days later we got a call from the police. They said that they found the man who came into our house. His name was Peter Maloney. He was in prison before for kidnapping two young girls. I guess he came for me too. I had a lucky escape, this time anyway☺☺☺☺

Tara Rang a 6

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