It was a cool, breezy fall day, I was on my way home from the library.
I was wearing a faded yellow t-shirt, jeans, and black high heels.
Click-clack, click-clack went my heels.
I was walking toward the front door, purse in one hand, key in the other.
Right when I got to the front door, I paused for a moment.
Suddenly, I heard a faint rustle of leaves like someone was coming!
I quickly shoves the key into the keyhole, but I had to fiddle with it.
Suddenly, a black cat emerged from the fence.
It's black fur was shining a little in the afternoon light.
I was frozen in horror, and I just stared at it.
It tried to go back through the fence, but then it turned toward me.
It stared at me with piercing yellow eyes.
The black cat reminded me of one of those black cats from Halloween.
The cat looked away and scampered away.
I suddenly remembered something, Halloween.
The holiday was approaching fast, it was almost right around the corner.
I opened the door and stepped inside my house.
A wafting smell of fresh cookies from the oven greeted me, and I smiled.
"Sweetie, is that you?" came a voice.
"Yea, it's me, mom." I replied.
Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself, oops!
I'm Michelle, i'm 15 years old, and i'm a senior!
Ok, so maybe i'm a little young to be a senior, the reason is: I skipped a few grades.
Here's something weird, i'm taller than some seniors!
I always get teased by the other seniors because i'm so young, but at least my Sweet 16 is close!
As I walked down the hall, the wood beneath me creaked.
It takes me a while to walk down the hall, mainly because its sooo super long and, there are these old paintings.
"Would you like some cookies?" my mom asked when I stepped into the kitchen.
"Nah, I'll pass this time." I answered.
I started down the stairs that lead to the basement, I love hanging out there!
When I reached the bottom of the stairs, I stepped into the basement and I felt like someone was watching me...