It was a cold November morning, the clouds are gloomy and the sun was hidden. Jaycee was preparing to move into a new house with her husband and two kids. She was beyond excited to start a new life with her family after a tragic event.

Jaycee had just lost her twin sister, Kaycee, to domestic violence. She was brutally murdered by her boyfriend, Houston. Jaycee couldn’t imagine her life without h...

All I can hear is the crunch of the dirty old gravel as I make my way up the drive towards the delapadated old manor.

I have no interest in being here, this place holds too many memories of childhood. A time I’d rather forget. I’m here to meet the realtor and finally get this place shifted off the estate’s books. In and out, that’s the plan.

As I turn the key in the lock I feel a sudden chill r...

The little girls sat on the roof together of the old manor. Their legs dangling down. One the age of 7, the other about 12. The younger one looks over and says, “Oh I don’t think that’s a good idea Bella. I would get in big trouble.” The other girl named Bella looks at her. Her face is as pale as porcelain, her eyes look sunken in and drowsy. “But then it would just be me and you Sylvia. Forever.”...

I watch my children play in the manors grounds through the barred windows of my

Kitchen. There faces glow with joy as they chase eachother through the flowers and

trees. Sally’s dress blew in the wind as she dribbled through the slender trees. Then

I saw her.

There inbetween the bushes a pale face hid. Peaking out beyond the daffodils and roses a young girl. Her black hair draped over her face...

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Creaking, creaking, creaking,

Stairs, doors and floorboards.

Whistling, howling, whispering,

The wind with a mind of its own.

The torch flame goes out,

Surrounded by darkness.

They all begin to doubt

The wisdom of this jaunt.

Tentatively stepping forth,

They begin to move as one.

Up the stairs and heading north,

Looking for some light.

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Spooky and creepy

They haunt the living with joy

Fea...

Foxplot Manor had stood vacant on the outskirts of the village for most of living memory - most that is, save for Granny Minnow, although it was common knowledge you had to take what she “remembered” these days with a whole shaker of salt.

She had always been prone to exaggeration, but now age had long since begun to cloud the edges of her memory, so you really had no idea if what she was tellin...

(Not exactly based on prompt)

Lucifer's Assurance

Moonlight guiding my way, brisk autumn wind on my face, drifting from shadow to light and from corner to corner. While my feet were gliding on the ground, my eyes gazed at the stars in their place. The very same place they were the night before, oh how they always returned. I wished others were like that, although I was a lost soul in ...

I never felt poor until I entered this house

Where in the shadows

Lurked a scary air

Of superiority

A person of the people

I walked into this mansion

Resentful that this wealth

Isn’t available to the majority

More rooms than they could count

Filled not with furniture

But with cobwebs, egos and secrets

In each room

You could see your breath

In the chill

I thought I was above it all

But ...

She sits, a cup of tea in her hand. Staring out of the window to an early morning. The sun shining in, making the wobbly glass look like rainbows on the wall.

She calmly sips her tea, enjoy the morning when suddenly she feels like shes being watched.

She turns around, seeing nothing yet still skeptical.

She feels something creep closer, inch by inch.

She turns around to find a gigantic beast. It'...

Darkness closes in-

Screams ring out.

Windows swing open.

Doors slam closed.

Steps creak upward-

Feet run downward.

The wind howls in the trees and through the house. Skeltons scratch beneath the house, looking with endless black sockets.

Within the house, there lie a secret ready to unfold. A lady in her rocker and a cat on her lap.

Sit and stay- wait while. Let the wind sing a deadly melody...