THE HALL OF SCREAMS
Finally the day came which I was waiting for desperately. Finally I shouted . My father dropped me off at the famous museum of the world .  It looked like a a castle of a wonderfully rich queen . I opened that heavy door I entered feeling like a princess, that door automatically closed behind me. My expectations were so high I expected painting’s by old famous artists, old pottery and buildings remains. I walked in the whole palace but nothing could be seen . I started feeling terrified my legs shaked . My screams echoed but I couldn’t hear a single thing .At last I saw one item exhibited , it was a feather but why .
Then my eyes went on a door with bloody stains , it was suspicious . I walked towards it , while walking I could hear screams from the wall of the hall . I saw footsteps going in but never coming out . I saw bloody knives and guns . Still shivering, I opened the door, I felt as if my death was near. You could hear my heart beat going Thump , Thump , Thump . I opened it a at just the size of a microorganism and peeked . I stopped dead in my tracks I saw . I saw my old friend’s soul whom was murdered, she was killing others . How could she be doing something that terrible and horrible. I took the risk, I entered without being scared. She smiled as she saw me. I knew she wouldn’t do any harm to me . I asked her why why she was doing all these horrible stuff to others . She was sincere and would tell me the truth about what happened. After a moment of silence,her eyes opened and filled with tears. She while lisping said ,My whole family was murdered and now I am taking revenge , I will kill anyone who enters my museum . She raised her blood stained knife towards me . I saw her hand shake , she couldn’t control it and boom .
THE END