Scary story
Shynia Davis
English 5H Per 5
Professor Valente
10 November 2013
The Basement When most of us were little, we were afraid of the basement, right? You know, that room, in your house. The intense and shadowy room. Well when I was little, I wasn't afraid of the basement. I watched tons of horror movies, so the basement wasn't very scary to me...
I had a family once, my parents and a little sister. I was the oldest child. We bought a new house. That house had a authentic frightening basement. When I walked downstairs, the old wooden stairs would creek. There were spider webs all over in the basement. The light was dim so not much of the basement lit up when you turned on the light. You were surrounded by darkness. Even when you turned on the light switch the light will first sound like a growl. I didn't care. It freaked me out sometimes from watching one too many scary movies. But it was just my imagination, right?
Unlike me, my little sister was terrified of the basement. She would always bring me or one of my parents in the basement with her. She was only five years old, and she said she saw monsters. I thought she was kidding and didn't pay any attention. I even went down to the basement with her, just to prove that monsters and ghosts didn't exist.
I was right, when I went downstairs nothing was there. She would hide behind me and point at a dark corner and say that the 'monsters' are there. She was just being my sister.
As I got older I was mean to my little sister. I had friends and I wanted to impress them. One night I was watching a scary movie with my friends. We decided to play a prank on my sister and throw her teddy bear in the basement, so she would go down there and then we'd lock the door. We'd lock her in there for a while.
We threw her bear in the basement. We heard the thud of the bear hitting the floor. I called for my sister and I told her the bear is in the basement. She looked hesitant at first but then asked if I can go down
English 5H Per 5
Professor Valente
10 November 2013
The Basement When most of us were little, we were afraid of the basement, right? You know, that room, in your house. The intense and shadowy room. Well when I was little, I wasn't afraid of the basement. I watched tons of horror movies, so the basement wasn't very scary to me...
I had a family once, my parents and a little sister. I was the oldest child. We bought a new house. That house had a authentic frightening basement. When I walked downstairs, the old wooden stairs would creek. There were spider webs all over in the basement. The light was dim so not much of the basement lit up when you turned on the light. You were surrounded by darkness. Even when you turned on the light switch the light will first sound like a growl. I didn't care. It freaked me out sometimes from watching one too many scary movies. But it was just my imagination, right?
Unlike me, my little sister was terrified of the basement. She would always bring me or one of my parents in the basement with her. She was only five years old, and she said she saw monsters. I thought she was kidding and didn't pay any attention. I even went down to the basement with her, just to prove that monsters and ghosts didn't exist.
I was right, when I went downstairs nothing was there. She would hide behind me and point at a dark corner and say that the 'monsters' are there. She was just being my sister.
As I got older I was mean to my little sister. I had friends and I wanted to impress them. One night I was watching a scary movie with my friends. We decided to play a prank on my sister and throw her teddy bear in the basement, so she would go down there and then we'd lock the door. We'd lock her in there for a while.
We threw her bear in the basement. We heard the thud of the bear hitting the floor. I called for my sister and I told her the bear is in the basement. She looked hesitant at first but then asked if I can go down