One shot gallery

Welcome to my one shot gallery of stories that I wrote during my creative writing class almost 4 years ago. If you want me to write out a full length story and publish it just send me an email and let me know my hopefully future fans. Enjoy Chapter 1 The Haunted house.

I was not sorry to go to the old abandoned house that was right next door to my house. The giant Virginian mansion had always scared me as a young boy, becausei had always thought I saw somebody in the house, but my parents had told me that the last person to live in that house moved out before we moved in.

I convinced a couple of my friends to join me on exploring the house to find some stuff we could sell. Once inside, my right eye was starting to twitch, which meant that something paranormal was nearby.

"Guys, something's near here," I said to Nick, Todd, and Matt. As we explored the house further, we had separated to cover more ground, when I thought I had heard a scream coming from the basement.

"Nick, go check out the basement." I said pointing towards the door. Nick went downstairs and after a couple minutes, Nick came running back up screaming his head off. I knew whatever was down there had to be extremely horrific because usually nothing scares Nick. Then I heard Matt and Todd screaming from the attic.

"What is going on here?" I thought to myself as I went into the attic after seeing Todd and Matt came running down the ladder, after climbing the ladder the scenery all of a sudden changed from a dusty attic to a creepy cemetery.

"What the..?" I said as I wandered the cemetery, I looked at the gravestones and all the names were of people I knew. The dates on the graves were the day after my 21st birthday. I suddenly saw horrific images of my friends as they were dying from an unknown cause,

"You! You killed us Palmer!" yelled Matt as he was stabbed through the heart with a two bladed weapon. He gave me a look of anger as he coughed up blood and then died where he lay.

"Ha, ha ha! Finally all the guardians of the ultimate weapon have been killed!" yelled a voice I recognized as my own but older.

"What did I do to go down this dark and evil path?" I questioned myself.

"You made a pact with a demon I order to gain power and to obtain the ultimate weapon so that no one would be able to harass you anymore." my older self said. . Who was wearing black armor that was reminiscent of the Black Knight of medieval lore, carried the two bladed weapon used to stab Matt and two giant scars on his face, one shaped like an x on his forehead and then on going down his right eye effectively blinding it.