It was a cold night and no one was around. Me and my friend, Kate, were arguing
about a haunted basement that I shouldnt have gone in or else I wouldnt be like this now.
"Dont go there, Celia! Its a haunted basement, honest!" shouted my friend, Kate.
"Yeah, right! Im really scared!" I shouted back sarcastically.
"Ugh, I know its a haunted house. Look at this picture!" She gave me a picture of a young girl,
about my age, choking on a piece of rope around her neck. Blood coming out of her mouth.
But a big dark shadow was covering up her face. It made me shiver.
"This is fake. This is just fake," I said, after a long time staring at the picture.
"I know it isnt! I was searching about this basement all over the Internet and I know this whole
thing isnt fake!" Kate said.
"So what? I dont care about this nonsense! Im going in!" I quickly went in. Nothing happened.
"See?" I said. "Nothings happening! NOTHING! Absolutely nothing! This is just stupid." I started
to dance about and sing silly songs.
"Kate, theres one thing I need to tell you," I said. Kate was now sobbing. "Oh, my gosh! What
ARE you sobbing for, silly old freak?! Theres nothing to cry about! Kate, stop, please! Seeing isnt-"
A loud scream. Drip, drop, drip, drop. Choking. Groaning. "Believing..." I whispered
while I choked to my death.
"Seeing is Believing."
- Title: The Horror Story
- Artist: hanvel123
- Description: This is just a short story that I made up last night again, loL. I think its really good.
- Date: 07/21/2008
- Tags: scarystoryhorror