BEFORE YOU READ, DESERTED MEANS ABANDONED.
THE DESERTED HOUSE
They all found out who was controlling all of the weird, mysterious noises and scary magic. They realized the house wasn’t haunted after all, it was just “The deserted house”
--One month earlier—
Mason was packing his stuff for the beach. He put sun block, a beach ball, and comic books in his small, red backback and changed from his morning morning clothes to multicolor beach shorts, a white tank top, and his favorite green flip-flops.
He then walked to his mirror. The mirror had many pictures of his best friend, Eric taped to the sides. He then looked into the mirror and fixed his hair. Mason has long, blonde, wavy hair and forest green eyes, his eyes are so attractive, that they can probable attract many girls with them. But the only girl he wanted to attract was his dream girl, Emma.
Emma has such beautiful, shiny hair, that can probably make all the other girls jealous. She has big, brown eyes which are surrounded by her long lashes.
“Hey, Mason! Hellooooo…..Mason!!! Are you day dreaming about Emma again? You know she doesn’t like you because of your hair.” Mason turned his neck to see his annoying little sister, Lancey by his door. As much as Lancey loved to tease Mason about his hair, he just ignored it.
Lancey laughed and crossed her arms. “Still, there is no way you can date a girl like Emma one day.” Mason got mad. Lancey sighed. “Whatever, Mason, let’s just get it in the car and go to the beach before is rains.” Lancey walked out of Mason’s room. Mason followed.
They got in the car and drove to the beach. “Finally, we’re here!” said Mason as he grabbed his beach bag and got out of the car. He searched for the perfect beach spot. He then layed down on the sand and smiled at the sky. “Ahh….such a perfect day.” Mason said as he smiled.
Mason lived in California, the sky is always so blue there, no clouds. Maybe just a few clouds, but it’s mostly just the sky.
Someone threw sand on Mason. “What the—?“ He tried getting the sand off his shirt and and sat up to see who threw it on him. It was Eric.
“Hey, man! What’s up?” said Mason as he hugged Eric.
“Nothing, I can’t believe we’re both at the beach today! Monday is school again.” Eric frowned at the thought of no more summer.
“Yeah, I know, don’t you think—“ Mason looked to his left and didn’t seem like finishing his sentence.
“Do I think what?” Said Eric, confused.
“Check out that house over there.” Said Mason, as he looked at a really old-looking house that was halfway down the ground.
“That house is haunted!!! No one has lived there for over 50 years and I’ve been there, I saw a ghost! It was screaming at me to go away!” Eric seemed serious about what he said.
Mason was surprised. He felt the urge to find out more about that house.
CHAPTER 2 COMING SOON
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