This is my new Ghost story!
All those commercials for A Haunting in Conneticut inspired me.
Plus all the godly freaky ghost movies!
Disclaimer: Not my characters! My story though!
Chapter 1
"Stop slacking off, Rox. Carry some boxes into the house," yelled Sora at me from the doorway of our new house.
It was a big old two story house. The roof was a midnight black. The house use to be white but it looked grayish now. It was actually a nice house despite being old. My older brother Cloud got it pretty cheap. There has to be a catch. You don't get a big house like this for that little of money.
Cloud just said the owners were a nice old couple and were moving to Florida. They seemed like they were eager to get rid of it and took Cloud's offer.
Me and my other older brother Sora lived with Cloud because our dad left our mom after I was born. So I never got to meet him. Our mom would go out for long periods of time. I'm still not sure what she was doing. I probably don't want to know. We wouldn't see her for days. Cloud basically raised me and Sora anyway. Mom went out one day and we never saw her again. I have no idea what happened to her. But I think Cloud is keeping stuff from me and Sora.
Cloud became our legal guardian when he was 19. He was some glorified bodyguard at this electric company. We weren't like struggling to survive or anything but we weren't rich.
"Yeah whatever, Sora! I carried in like half the boxes already," I yelled back. I am just taking a break. I've been lugging boxes in all morning in this summer heat.
"Then start unpacking or something. Don't just sit there being useless," said Cloud walking past me with an armful of boxes.
A problem with living with two older brothers is that I get bossed around like crazy.
I got up grumbling and went to our little black Ford Focus and pulled out a box labeled "Breakable".
I ignored the label and lugged the box in, not being very careful with it.
Sora turned on the radio to a rock station. It made the house a little more cheerful without the eerie quiet.
"Aw man, this is my jam!" shouted Sora from the kitchen.
"This song sucks," I said walking into the kitchen. It wasn't really a bad song. I just wanted to piss him off.
"Your taste in music is pretty shitty then," sneered Sora throwing a dishtowel at me.
I jerked back instinctively. The sudden motion caused the bottom of the box I was carrying to give out. A bunch of glass cups shattered all over the floor with a big crash.
Little glass shards were spread out everywhere.
"Nice going klutz," laughed Sora.
I rolled my eyes and stepped around the shards towards the closet looking for a broom to clean up the mess before Cloud sees it.
The closet was empty.
"Do you know where a broom is?" I asked Sora turning around to face him.
"I don't know. Maybe there's one downstairs," replied Sora going back to unpacking a box on the round wooden kitchen table.
I stepped out of the kitchen back into the alcove to the front door. I wasn't sure where the basement was. It was a big house. There was a hall leading from the front door. On the right was a spacious living room. To the left was a door to a red carpeted room with a big old fireplace. I think it's a den. There are a bunch of closets for coats and other stuff lining the walls. And a half bathroom near the end next to the staircase.
But none of the doors led to the basement.
I stepped into the living room looking around.
They were big bay windows on the front wall. The floor was hardwood. A grand fireplace was on the far wall. OUr couch and a ton of boxes were scattered through the room.
There is a door on the farthest wall of the living room. I almost missed it at first because it practically blends into the creamy white walls, except the paint looked more worn and cracked near the door.
I walked over and opened the door. I swung open easily.
I peered down but I can't see anything because it is pitch black.
I feel along the wall for a light switch. My hand finds one and I flip it up. A bare light bulb flickers on above the stairs casting shadows across the bare concrete walls.
The stairs are rickety looking and made of unpainted wood. I got a sense of foreboding looking down them.
I shook off the feeling and walked down the steps. They squeaked heavily.
When I got to the bottom of the stairs I felt around for another light switch. The dark is creeping me out.
I couldn't here Sora's radio anymore. It is deathly quiet.
I flip up the light switch and look around. It's pretty much just a rectangular concrete room. Theres tons of cobweb. Water seems to be dripping down one wall. Lots of old dusty stuff is occupy most of the room. There's a broom leaning against the wall behind the stairs.
For some reason the hairs on the back of my neck is standing straight up and my heart is racing in my chest.
'It's just a basement, your acting like a five year old," I tell myself.
I walk over to the broom. The silence is pressing down on my ears.
I grab the broom; the smooth wooden handle is icy cold.
Goosebumps erupt on my arms. It feels like there's someone else in the room. I am getting the feeling that someone is watching me. I stop breathing and freeze up for a second.
I swear to God I hear something else breathing!
I unfreeze and dart up the stairs. It feels like something is following me, wanting to drag me back down to the basement.
I run up the stairs frantically, my heart pounding in my ears.
I reach the top and slam the door shut. Sunlight is streaming through the living room windows. Sora's radio is blasting music through the house. I'm all sweaty even though it was freezing in the basement.
I quickly walk away from that creepy ass door. I feel really foolish being afraid of the basement. It was all my imagination.
I turn the corner into the hallway and sun straight into Sora. I jump back my heart beating out of my chest.
"Whoa, hey there, I thought you died. You took forever," said Sora grabbing the broom.
"Yeah," I squeaked out.
"What's up with you?" asked Sora looking at me critically.
"I'm just tired," I said feeling embarrassed over being afraid of the basement.
"Well go sit down or something. Jeez were never going to get all this stuff unpacked at this rate," mumbled Sora walking away.
I walked back outside. I felt better with the warm sun shining down on me.
I went and studied the giant ancient oak tree in the front yard.
It was nice with big leaves and a wide trunk. The branches were taller than the house. It looked sturdy. I instantly liked the tree. I sighed and pressed my hand to the trunnk feeling the rouhgness of the bark.
"I have a good feeling about this place."
I jumped and turned around. Cloud had snuck up behind me. He can be pretty sneaky sometimes. I think he enjoys giving people heart attacks.
"Yeah I guess," I replied. I don't like the house very much. It's creepy.
"I think we'll be happy here," said Cloud smiling at me.
"Yeah," I replied.
I hope Cloud is right. But I got a sinking feeling in my stomache.
It's going to get better. I just need to set stuff up. Introduce some characters. Ya know!
If you like this story your should check out Betcha Just Might Swallow Your Tongue.
It's actualy a lot different. But I still wrote it!
Review! I need your thoughts? I need creepy things a ghost can do to you?