Dark Shadows Haunt that House part 1

Dark shadows haunt that house. Horrid memories lurk in those walls….

There once lived a little girl, who filled her house with light. She had a head full of yellow curls, matched with bright blue eyes that sparkled with delight. She lived in a world full of giggles, bubbles, and toys. Plus, there was always mommy’s love which made her smile with joy.

The house was beautiful, and in the girl’s eyes, as big as a castle. Its white walls rose high with elegant columns. The staircases were large and twisted in marvelous artistic ways. Chandeliers of the most expensive collections hung from the ceilings.

It was big enough to have a different adventure each day. The girl ran around as she played with her friends, always finding fun places in the house that she had never seen or been before. They found hidden rooms in the walls, traps in the halls, and secrets in the attic.

Her mommy heard laughs and whispers in the middle of the night. She walked slowly through the halls, searching for the cause of the noise. As the whispers grew louder, she stopped and looked around. There were no rooms in this hall, but the voices were coming from the wall.

She placed her ear to the mural covering the tall wall on the right side of the hallway.

“Where is the treasure?” She heard her daughter ask, giggling.

“In the attic.” A deep, rough voice said.

Her mother began to panic. No one should be in the house except her and her daughter. She searched desperately to find a way into the hidden room, but was unable to find one. She pushed against the wall with all her might, finding that the door, when pushed, budged and began to open.

There, in the dusty room, sat a small table. Her daughter sat cross-legged by it, her eyes wide as she spotted her mommy. Her mommy

rushed in and grabbed her daughter, looking around the room, but finding no one.

The room was lit with a small candle, revealing weird symbols on the cracked walls. There was nowhere for anyone to escape besides the door she just entered, so how then, did the man disappear so quickly?

“Where is the man?” The mother asked her daughter frantically.

“He’s standing right there.” The girl said, pointing by the candle.

There was nothing there except a shadow against the wall, somehow slowly taking the shape of a man. There was nothing there to make that shadow. Suddenly, the candle blew out. Startled, the mother backed slowly out of the room.

“He’s in the attic, mommy.” The little girl said smiling brightly up at her. “He has a treasure for me.”