St Machar Academy
Far far away in the dark countryside lived a little lonely cottage near a river where nobody seemed to live, there were broken windows and a door that looks like it’s been cut in half… believe it or not somebody used to live here BUT strangely not anymore. What happened?
Lots and lots of people have gone past this house but haven’t noticed it because its covered by trees and leaves but after all this time it has been abandoned. Some old man came out looking for some firewood… and after all these years finally it’s been noticed. He went over to discover it.
He quietly opened the squealing door and squealed HELLO IS ANYBODY HERE! He got no reply so just carried on looking around the house… There were about 6 rooms in the house.
In one room he could hear a TV on so he walked in the room minding his own business, but nobody seemed to be there! Something shocking caught his eye: there was a knife on the bed with bright red blood all over it, he stopped and stared at the wall, which was cover with thick horrible looking blood…
He slowly walked out of the room without making a single squeak just in case something happened to him. He must have realised something wasn’t right.
He saw another door, which looked suspicious because of the hand stained blood mark on the door. He slowly opened it thinking what might happen!
It looked like there was somebody in the bed, he crept over and pulled the cover off the bed to find someone’s loose head and one finger! AHHHH he went to run out the door but it shut on his face and locked …
D e m i
November 23rd, 2007
You walked down Clifton Road, and there it was sat right in the middle of street. The door had been knocked down of its hinges and inside some ornaments had smashed and the sofa, ripped to shreds. There was an open door leading to the bathroom. The toilet had been smashed just like the ornbements and the bath had little peices of the toliet. The sink was in perfect condition apart from a few chips around the bottom.
There was an arch shaped door with 3 wooden steps leading down to the kitchen. There was a large wooden table with cut vegetables with a knife sitting next to it. There were some empty hooks that swung back and forth. They were for the knifes. When you properly entered the room there was the knifes stuck deep into the thick wooden door. There was blood on a few of them and a blood trail leading towards a room. It was a storage room, and as you turned on the lights a body hung from it. Who could it be? By Hannah
November 23rd, 2007
Across the road, the door was wide open. In the hall a picture of the women and a man (leaning against the wall). In the living room was a table and two sofas, behind the table was an ice-skate with blood stained on the blade, and around the ice-skate was a pool of blood. Stuffed down the side of the sofa was the other ice-skate.
In the kitchen was a washing machine, wide open. Next to the washing machine was a washing basket and in the washing basket was a white t-shirt stained with blood. Next to the kitchen door, were stairs that lead upstairs? There were about seven or eight stairs.
Up the stairs was a bedroom, in the bedroom was a dresser with lots of medals on it, next to all the medals was a note, the note said “ Dear Jack, I’m sorry for what I’ve done, it never meant to happen.” Love Becky.
By Natalie
November 23rd, 2007
There was a car that had been smashed up. The front of it had been all crushed up and it seemed like the car had been abandoned. The windows were smashed and the seats totally wrecked. The boot was open. In the boot there were golf clubs with blood over them. There were also stains of blood over the wrecked seats. There was a massive hole in the car where the radio or cd player would usually be.
People living in that area had heard that the person who drove the car had split up with her husband recently. They had been having a lot of arguments. The lady had found a new boyfriend. Nobody had seen her for weeks and was starting to become suspicious about what had happened. People knew where the lady lived so decided to go and investigate the house.
As they entered the house they saw photographs all over the floor and glass everywhere. In the kitchen there were smashed plates and the kitchen was a total mess. The people thought someone had been in the house and just totally wrecked it. They also thought the person wrecking it had fled in a hurry. They decided to tell the police but a few weeks later the police still hadn’t made much progress. Also the lady or her new boyfriend still hadn’t been seen.
By Owen
St Machar Academy
November 23rd, 2007
On a frosty day at Alexander farm there was a caravan. It must have crashed through the fence. The caravan’s paint was scratched as it had a large stick man picture with lots of stick men sleeping. There was oil leading from the fence to the caravan. The caravan was still the right way up. I looked inside the smashed window and there was a dead man! But not just dead because of the crash. He was shot! It was right in the head.
I went right to the door. The door was not locked. I went inside. There was a picture of a family. The man who got shot was there but there was a bit ripped out of the photo. Most of the stuff was scattered everywhere. There was a bullet left on the floor. I saw a note, it said:
I am after you!
From your DEAR brother
There was a video recorder on the floor and it was still recording …
November 23rd, 2007
It was a winter day and the door of the isolated house at the end of the street wide open.
The house was quite big and made out of wood, mud and straw. The door number of the house was knocked off and the door was off its hinges. Inside there was a strong smell of burning wood. There was smashed glass on the floor. And in the chest of drawers cupboard an album lay open. There were three wedding photos and a photo was missing.
There were medals on the floor and little boat figures smashed on the floor and books about sailing and some of the pages had been torn out.
The house number lay next to an empty bottle of ketchup.
In the sink were dirty pans and pots that stunk and had not been washed for weeks. The smell of burning got stronger. The phone was making odd beeping noises and vaguely could hear a voice. The noises stopped and it hung up. There was movement in the room next door and a light switched on blood was leaking from under the door. The door slowly opened by the wind of the front door, the window was wide open and blood on the floor.
By Caitie
November 23rd, 2007
The wind howled and the rain poured. Mrs Kirken was walking her dog but she wasn’t the only one out at this time! Mrs Kirken shivered as she walked past the old abandoned bar. It was so cold that Mrs Kirken ran into the bar no matter how spooky it was. Mrs Kirken let Scooby, her dog off the lead. Before she decided to sit down she thought she’d have a look around. Blood was everywhere, all over the walls & stairs & a big puddle of it on the chipped wooden floor. Everything was silent all Mrs Kirken could hear was the tick-tock of the grandfather clock in the corner of the sitting room.Mrs Kirken, puzzled, walked into the kitchen. It was such a mess that she could barely see the floor! Plates were smashed & food was splattered all up the dirty-blood stained walls. She started to hear “voices”! Was it ghosts? Was it people? Mrs Kirken was getting more and more scared by the minute. She ran out the kitchen as fast as she could and ran to the actual “bar” part of the house. She heard cheery classical music, but it wasn’t coming from the record player, it was coming from the piano, but who was playing it?
By Courtney
November 23rd, 2007
It was a dark gloomy day, a little outside Madrid. This place was a peaceful quiet place, where birds blended with the trees and loads of cottages. What really made it stand out is the huge building which had no title. People in black suits always go inside the building everyday. In the building there was one light on. You could clearly see there were people inside the room with the light.
The room was very modern, a leather sofa, coffee machine was inside it, the walls were in a bold red colour and the lights were in red. There was one old man who was in a very angry mood. There was a picture inside the room with another lady beside him. The old man looked as if he was in his seventies. He was considered as the boss but looked as if he wanted to retire. There were another two ladies and one more man. One of the ladies was in the picture. They both didn’t like each other.
All of a sudden the old man dashed out of the building in a very angry mood indeed. He went inside a car where a driver was waiting for him. The car set off.
When the car reached a little further from the main gate of the building. The driver ran away as fast as he could. Five seconds later the car exploded.
By Mubin
November 23rd, 2007
There was a high twelve-storey block of flats across the road from a graveyard.
On the 9th floor on the right hand side there was a dark red coloured door that was half open. Inside there was a strong smell of different types of air fresheners. In the sitting room the armchair was tipped on to its back, the television screen was smashed and the fish were dead, floating on the top of the water. In the bedroom there were a lot of pictures of a man and a woman together, on top of a bedside cabinet there was a note saying, “Dear Christian, how are you doing? The weather is great here, anyway see you soon, love Matilda.” In the kitchen there were broken plates and cups and glasses all over the floor. There was cutlery lying on the table. There was a vegetable knife on the unit, it was covered in red liquid. In the bathroom the bath was also covered in the red liquid. This was very mysterious.
Craig
November 23rd, 2007
The house had a cold eerie feeling around it though you could see a creepy cupboard in the top right window. Then the silence was broken by screeching car wheels. The doorknob was rusty and scratched. Then the door just slid open and a tiny creek echoed through the house. A little table had a phone saying one new message and a red stain tralied to the kitchen and to the recently used garbage disposla and what looked like decapitated fingers. The stairs were all wobbly. Then I heard a noise like a snivelling tiger. I went to the bedroom red stuff was all over the walls I opened the cupboard I felt sick with what I saw…
November 21st, 2007
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