A story of halloween

Location: Scotland

Now you need to imagine , a house with an upstairs , set back from the road up a simple dirt track , a rather imposing house , white washed , with red doors and shutters , from a distance looks almost pretty , but as you view it near , its grubby and in need of attention , it has that lovely feel to it still , like broken shells from the ocean around the driveway , cheers the place up as you stand there in the grounds you hear the ocean , feel its gentle spray apon your face ..its only when you look inside you feel the icy chill ..it must be a hundred years old , two stairways from left to right meet a hallway in the middle , was strange looking to us when space meant everything , now the thing that puzzled me was , it lay empty for so long , became part of our view , until that day , when we just had to look once more , was very dark and frosty , and the earth crunched underneath your feet , we crept up as silent as we could , our breath white in the cold , we seen the stairway ....and was like mist inside ..we slowly went in ...tip toed up the left side ...unknown the boys from the village were on the right stair side ..we met in the middle ..the ear piercing screams were palatable ..and that was the boys ...plaster fell from the cieling ...was mayhem , we all run into each other cursing and screaming ....we of course blamed the other , or even denied we were there .isint that what halloowen evokes in us all ......whooooooo hooooooooo

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