Jimmy
At 3:00 in the morning (haunting hour) I heard screaming downstairs and I went to go see what it was, but I kept getting stuck in all those blankets that I had on my bed. When I finally got out of bed and went down the stairs. It was to dark to see so I had to struggle to find the light switches,but when I did I found my parents dead on the ground with their heads dangling from the celing and their eyes rolling back. I also saw a bloody knife on the ground next to them. I had no time to mourn or think over the death of my parents. All I knew that I had to do is find my little brother and get out of this haunted house. I ran through my house and up the stairs and becaaAuse it was winter I had thick socks on and that is what made me slip down the stairs and brake my left arm, but my adrenaline was running and I couldn’t feel any pain. When I got up I saw a shadow of what I thought was Jimmy, my little brother so I ran up and saw the demon at the front of my steps. …show more content…
I was so scared that I ran right past him and went into Jimmy's room and locked the door. I looked all over for Jimmy and couldn't find him. When I finally looked in the closet I found him scared in the corner.
I asked why he was in the closet and he responded saying ,‘’ i got scared and this was the best hiding place I found,’’ I really didn't care, all i wanted to know was if he was ok. Jimmy was only 8 years old and was in grade 8 because he was a gifted child, he would help me in math when I wouldn’t get it and I’m in grade 8.
I told Jimmy what happened and he started crying. at that point my arm felt like someone smashed it with a metal bat. When Jimmy took a deep breath I told him that we needed to get out of this house. all he told me was
At 3:00 in the morning (haunting hour) I heard screaming downstairs and I went to go see what it was, but I kept getting stuck in all those blankets that I had on my bed. When I finally got out of bed and went down the stairs. It was to dark to see so I had to struggle to find the light switches,but when I did I found my parents dead on the ground with their heads dangling from the celing and their eyes rolling back. I also saw a bloody knife on the ground next to them. I had no time to mourn or think over the death of my parents. All I knew that I had to do is find my little brother and get out of this haunted house. I ran through my house and up the stairs and becaaAuse it was winter I had thick socks on and that is what made me slip down the stairs and brake my left arm, but my adrenaline was running and I couldn’t feel any pain. When I got up I saw a shadow of what I thought was Jimmy, my little brother so I ran up and saw the demon at the front of my steps. …show more content…
I was so scared that I ran right past him and went into Jimmy's room and locked the door. I looked all over for Jimmy and couldn't find him. When I finally looked in the closet I found him scared in the corner.
I asked why he was in the closet and he responded saying ,‘’ i got scared and this was the best hiding place I found,’’ I really didn't care, all i wanted to know was if he was ok. Jimmy was only 8 years old and was in grade 8 because he was a gifted child, he would help me in math when I wouldn’t get it and I’m in grade 8.
I told Jimmy what happened and he started crying. at that point my arm felt like someone smashed it with a metal bat. When Jimmy took a deep breath I told him that we needed to get out of this house. all he told me was