Author: Ridima Jaju, Class VI E
In the foggy night there came deadly sounds from the haunted bungalow on the other side of the street which gave a spine-chilling feel to David who was returning home from his friend’s house.
David Caroline was a 12 year old boy, who loved spooky adventures but today he had shivers of fear. His mom, Mrs. Jennifer Caroline, a stout lady with a crooked nose and a mouth as sour as a gooseberry had a peculiar talent of slapping the hardest in the entire universe. She had instructed David to come straight home after meeting his friend, or else, he would have to experience his mom’s odd talent!. But will he be able to come home at all?
Suddenly, David detected some eerie sounds from the bungalow. On the spur of the moment, he turned to notice a hazy figure in the misty night. In a flash of a second, the figure appeared right next to David.
It was a spine-chilling sight – a blood-curdling phantom with eight blood red eyes and wore a white robe with patches of blood on it. Seeing this, David had a sweat shower! The ghoul took out a string with a marble as black as coal, clipped to the end of it. The ghost moved the string slowly in front of David’s eyes and hypnotised him. The ghost then led David into the strange bungalow. There came creepy voices like a horse carriage riding in the distance, weird sounds like whispering cries, howling of wolves and slithering of snakes. There appeared a chain of headless corpses bound with bones. The cobwebs had spiders in it which were one of the most terrifying of all. Suddenly, there appeared a big shiny sword in the air. It was smeared with blood. “You’re gonna die!”, hollered the phantom. And at that moment David gave out a loud scream!
Mrs. Caroline’s slap was the same as the attack of a sword! “My talent has flourished with flying colours! You had the world-famous slap coming for some time!”, boasted Mrs. Caroline. David’s mouth fell open on hearing this truth and he promised himself not to watch any scary movie before going to sleep.
