Once...

I was just wondering about girls, walking in a crooked lane when I heard those sounds and voices. They drew my attention towards the old and scary house beside me. The horror inside me got excited, I wondered if it could be like those we see in the movies. The voices even though were not clear but what was clear was the context of them, it seemed like a women screaming something. Well, how could it be, that house looked so horror and old. How could there have been someone living in it. Well, I was excited and confused and this is what I did, I just simply passed by. The imagery of the dark thoughts of girl was more pleasing to me than any ghost, but then what I heard were the footsteps. It were like the movies, I couldn't have resisted it. I decided to go inside, I did. Well, it seemed to me the darkest minute of my life. The feeling was unexplainable. There definitely was something strange. I did take it for granted at first, I thought of me just enjoying, however, I did not think of it being scary,  I really was afraid. The excitement and the euphoria was chased down by those dark themes. I can't explain it, but it was like there's some strange entity or "ghost" probably. I was not even inside the house yet , it was just the outer courtyard and then my alarm rang and I woke up. Just kidding, No, it's not like those "dank" stories, well I wish if it could have been. I was still in the outer courtyard when the window outside became red, The other minute it wasn't but now it indeed was, there was blood and obviously, I ran, I ran away, this time unlike those spooky tales... I wasn't excited to see right into the eyes of whoever the ghost would have been, Then, I reached my house and slept for 2 hours staright... 

Perhaps, This imagination of mine is explored due to those scary movies I watch all the time, But Whatsoever that was , it wasn't so entertaining...