"Uninvited Guests" by Emma Findlow
I was upstairs eating breakfast early Saturday morning. As I was eating breakfast upstairs, I heard something. I then muted the TV so I could see what the sound was coming from. I sat there for a couple of minutes and didn't hear anything.
I turned the TV back on and then again was that noise. So, I turned the TV off again. Then I waited longer this time. As I was about to turn the TV back on, I heard the noise. I searched around and it kept getting louder, the closer I got to it.
Then I finally went by the basement door. It was loud. But it stopped as I tried to open the door. So, I went down there. It was so freaky down there. I searched around and couldn't find anything. Then I heard this squeaky sound. It sounded like a doorknob turning. I didn't even know that there was even a door down there. I finally saw the door. My heart was pounding. It stood there thinking and staring at the door. Finally, ten minutes later it started to turn. I was sure that I had seen the doorknob turn.
Then I went closer to the door. I went to try to open it and something was holding it back. So, I couldn't turn it. So, I stood there for a couple of minutes. Finally, I tried it again. I grabbed a shoe just so If someone was I would have something to know them out if they tried to hurt me. I opened the door. It looked like a little room with a closet in it. I was nothing in the room, but I went to look in the closet. I saw a person barely and I threw the shoe at him/her. It turned out to be my brother. I was so mad.