Sunday, February 25, 2007

The black house


One day while I was walking in my neighborhood I saw a strange house
I decided to go in this house but I was scared and it was really very scary house.
The house without doors and black wall and in the middle of the house they had huge tree and too much rubbish behind the tree.
I asked the people about this house every one told me a scared story and the people called this house the devils house.
After three day’s at night I saw a big black dog come out from the devils house and when I saw the dog I was very scared and I started to scream and I ran away.
I can’t forget this moment when I saw the dog but after that I decided to go to this house that was called the devils house but my big brother told me that If you go there I will tell my father. After that when I saw the devils house I felt nervous, scared and curious.

1 Comments:

Blogger Ms. Eileen said...

Ooooh. Great story! Now I am curious too! Essa, when you write carefully your writing is truly excellent! I hope to see lots more careful writing this semester!

Thanks for your post!

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