{"id":543,"date":"2012-12-04T17:25:31","date_gmt":"2012-12-04T22:25:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/digital-literacies\/?p=543"},"modified":"2012-12-10T19:58:05","modified_gmt":"2012-12-11T00:58:05","slug":"story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/pages.vassar.edu\/digital-literacies\/2012\/12\/04\/story\/","title":{"rendered":"Zylynya’s Scary Story"},"content":{"rendered":"

The autumn leaves crunched when the kids stepped on them. They all came back from school. It was a long day for them because school is a long day for every kid.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m so bored\u201d, said Merle. \u201cWhat should we do today?\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Merle was a funny kid. He loved making jokes and pulling pranks. He had brown hair and light green eyes.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cLets get pizza\u201d, said Eric.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m out of money\u201d, Cole said.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cSo am I\u201d, Gil added.<\/strong><\/p>\n

As they walked the narrow path to their unknown destination they stopped at a beautiful house. It looked like a castle.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cWow, I wonder what this house is here for\u201d, Eric said with amazement. \u201cIts my family\u2019s house.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Eric, Cole, and Merle looked at Gil with disbelief.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re lying\u201d, all said in unison. \u201cI\u2019m telling the truth, I can call my parents and ask them about it. I don\u2019t know much about the house and I\u2019ve never been in it. I think an old dead relative gave it to us.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

Too bad we didn\u2019t know the person.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah I would love to have a rich relative\u201d, said Cole with jealousy in his voice.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cLets go inside and see it for ourselves\u201d, Merle announced trying to sound like a rich snob.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI agree\u201d, Gil said. \u201cThere is nothing to do anyway.\u201d<\/strong><\/p>\n

All four ran to the wooden door gleaming with joy that they had a house to explore.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cLast one there gets to smell Eric\u2019s shoe\u201d, merle said.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201c I don\u2019t think we should do this\u201d, Eric said doubtfully.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Eric was a soft-spoken person that had yellow-brownish eyes and jet-black hair.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI dare you to open the door\u201d, Cole said holding two dollars in his hand. As they were bickering about if Cole would really give them two dollars to open the door Gil just opened it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cI really thought that the door would be locked\u201d, Gil said with a surprise.<\/strong><\/p>\n

They all walked in hesitantly. It was so big inside. As big as a Wal-mart or a museum. In front of the boys were beautiful stairs that looked like they were carved with marble.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Gil put one foot on the first stair and Cole and Merle followed him up the stairs. Eric was not so amazed by the house and told them that they should leave. The three boys brushed him off and opened the door at the top of the stairs.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Eric ran up the stairs like someone was chasing him and bumped into the pack of three. \u201cWatch where your going man\u201d, Merle said annoyed.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Eric was going to say sorry but was to stunned with the beauty that lied ahead of him. It was a room filled with different paintings, pictures and art.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00a0But what really caught their eyes was a picture of a man. The picture frame was as big as a mini movie theater screen. It looked so life like. Almost like it was taken from a camera<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

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The painting was a picture of Gils relative that died. He was a large man. His name was Roger Pillmey. It was funny because Gil\u2019s last name was Headkin.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cHey isn\u2019t your last name Headkin\u201d, Eric said still staring at the picture.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cYeah it is\u201d, Gil said.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Gil then turned his head to see more of the paintings and sculptures. The three followed Gil and looked around with him. They again bumped into each other. Gil stopped to see what was in front of him. It was a door. It led down stairs and into another door.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The door looked old. They all felt more uneasey about it. Unlike the rest, Cole started to have interest about the house. When Cole reached for the door he was stopped by Eric. Eric had fear in his eyes. Cole still opened it. When the door opened the four jumped back like some one was going to jump out.\u00a0 It was dark.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cTry to find a switch\u201d, Merle said walking in first.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cWhy would this light turn on? No one lives here remember\u201d, murmured Eric.<\/strong><\/p>\n

As they all walked in a light brightened up the room. Gil looked at Eric and snickered at him. The room looked like it belonged in a horror movie.\u00a0\u00a0 It was obsolete and the light was dull. It flickered like a flame moved to make dancing shadows. There was a switch connected to a wall and right next to it was a small rectangle door opened just enough to see some of what was inside.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cDare me to pull the switch. I\u2019ll pull it\u201d, Merle teases about pulling it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u201cI don\u2019t think you should pull it. I agree you shouldn\u2019t\u201d, the three tell Merle. Merle ignores everyone and reaches for the switch but is stopped when Eric, Gil, and Cole pull him back and they try to leave the room. Merle find his way out of the three guys hands and pulls the switch. In a split second the lights flicker and everything begins to shake. \u201cLook what you did\u201d, Eric shouted panicked.<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u201cI didn\u2019t think nothing would happen\u201d, Merle said.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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