The Haunting Games
Chapter Three

Later that night I was in my room writing in my journal about the day’s events. Scott was in my room with me, playing video games on his laptop.
         “Hey, I’ll be right back, I got to go to the bathroom,” he said. He got up and headed to the bathroom. I put one of my headphones in and started listening to some music. I was scared. I didn’t wish to be alone but Scott and I were the only ones awake. Outside in the hallway, I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. I pulled myself out of bed and peeked my head out of the door.
         “Scott?” I said into the dark. No answer. I shrugged it off and went back in my room, closing the door behind me. Once I was back and settled in bed, my door swung open, not even making a sound. I turned, expecting to see Scott, but nothing was there. I heard footsteps coming towards me.
         “Who’s there?” I asked. Suddenly there was a figure, just a shadow looking thing.
         “Why, don’t you remember me?” said a voice. It sounded as Cory’s voice had. I started breathing hard and fast out of fear.
         “I can’t remember you if I don’t see you.”
         “You saw me in the bathroom, don’t you remember?”
         “Yes. You looked like one of my old friends. Cory.”
         “That’s exactly who I am,” the voice said. My eyes widened.
         “Cory, why did you try to murder me?” Cory’s face showed, then the rest of him. His clothes were ragged.
         “Why, don’t you remember? You were always the teacher’s favorite. It was always about you. You were even my mother’s favorite. And now I’m dead and I want as much regret as I can get.” Cory took a few steps forward, and then punched my face. I screamed of the pain. There was running down the hall, three different pairs of feet were all coming for me. Cory disappeared through the window and my family came through the door. I was holding my hand up to my eye. That’s where he hit.
         “What the hell happened?” Scott said. I looked up, tears streaming down my face.
         “Cory. H-he’s the g-ghost. He did this,” I said, revealing my eye.
         “Alright, I’ll go get some ice. Alex, call his mom,” my mom said. I got out my cell phone and made a call to Cory’s mom.
         “Hi Alex, what are you doing up so late? I’m sure it’s near midnight where you are,” Cory’s mom said.

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