The Spirit (10+)

I was moving house to a village , I had only ever known the city as i had lived there since i was a little girl. I drove right up to the house and parked right outside on the autumn leaves. The house had been empty for 55 years. The last family who lived there had a little girl but she died in a car crashand they died soon after from injuries that could not be treated.
People say that the house has stories to tell , but i dont belive in ghosts and after life. I had boxes of stuff in the boot. I didnt want to get out the car and start a new life. It was so quiet here , i would have to drive miles to go to town. The house i was sitting in front of was out of the way from all the houses. It was in a little wood , but i wasnt scared. I stepped out the car and onto the rustling leaves I got the boxes out the boot and looked up at the house, it was bigger than i thourght. I picked up the boxes from the cobblestone floor and one by one it took 10 minuets to get them to the door. I didnt have any furniture just my personal belongings. It was said there was already furniture in there but stuff like the fridge will be delivered in 3-5 days. I hope they can find my house. I will just have to eat non fridge stuff for a while. I brought 5 big bottles of water so hopefully that will be enough. It also said that the water works so does the heating .The door had no doorbell just a banger , i wondered whether moving here was a good idea. I opened the door , it creaked and was very stiff. When i steeped into the house there was silence as my foot steps creaked the floorboards. It was cold and smelt Damp and fousty , I brought the boxes in. The furniture wasnt what i was expecting not leather recliner sofas just a wooden bench. My eyes filled with tears. For once i miss the sirens. I looked up at the celiling it went right to the top with a spiral patten , the stairs was wooden and spiral to. I walked up stairs not keeping my hopes up. The bed was a 4 posted bed with curtins to pull around. The family who lived here before must have been wealthy.It was 7 o clock now and i thourght i would settle down now as i had a busy day driving. I will sort out the boxes tomorrow. I lay in the dusty bed but couldnt sleep i think im hearing people call my name the words are getting louder and shouting infact the voice was female shouting JULLIET JULLIET JULLIET. Screaming my name crying i hide under the covers the female voice is now coming closer. I hear a smash and then everything goes quiet. I peek out of the covers. Im shaking but wanting to know what just happend. I step out of bed onto the creaky floor The smashing noise was a picture. I walk towards it. I pick up the picture and it has a name at the bottom the name of Julliet it says Gone but not forgotten. The girls name was Julliet i get it now. Maybe the Women Thinks im her daughter. Im scared and i want to leave but im going to help this women.

Genre

I dont Know What stories to write
Horror
Fantasy
Drama
Real Life
Science Fiction
Or more
Send in ideas Please

Easter

Happy Easter everyone hope you get lots of yummy chocolate

Im sure i will!

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Stranded Part 2

It Got Darker and Darker. I was freezing cold and yet although Aunt Anne had a blanket in the boot she said there is no time for messing about and that we need to find a way to get the car to a petrol station.
She tried phoning mum but she had no signal.We really were stranded.I Must have fall asleep because when i woke up it was light. The only problem was Aunt Anne wasn't there. I got out the car and looked around but yet still she was nowhere to be seen. I never usually get worried but this time i was, wouldn't you be if you where stuck in France somewhere on your own at the age of 12. I hate Aunt Anne and never want her but this time it was different i really needed her. I sat in the car for about half an hour, i was starving and cold. I Decided to go and look for Aunt Anne. I saw that i would have a long walk so looked for something to eat and to keep me warm. I Found a granny cardigan under the back seat and found some mints in the glove compartment and then i set off. I didn't lock the car because otherwise i wouldn't be able to get back in if i wanted too. I was walking for about 2 hours when i saw a french sign saying 'mare aux canards à gauche' (Duck pond on the left) I have always been good at french. I decided to follow the signs to the duck pond in hope there would be people there but when i got to the duck pond it was empty and all frozen up. I decided to head back after another 4 hours of walking, so i just walked back the way i came. It was getting dark again, so i started running, i ran for 15 minuets until i got to the duck pond. I knew that because it was nearly pitch black i should just sleep on the bench at the duck pond. I Lay down on the damp wooden bench and started to cry. I woke up again when it was just about getting light. I Could here my name being called. I Felt shock of relive down my spine, and jumped up as quick as anything. I ran out and shouted that i was here. As i got closer to the voice i realised who it was. It was Mum.

Stranded Part Two ( this is not the story)

I will make a part 2 for the story Stranded it will be out on the 28th of February hope you all will like it!
Thanks for the encouraging comments!

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My Third Story (Stranded)

I had writen this story when i was younger but decided to publish it now.
Hope you all like it.