Halloween Night

by Teagan Skowron
Age 11, of Sabillasville

It was Halloween night, and we finished trick or treating all houses but one — the creepy mansion by the hill.

As I’m walking up toward the door, I have a strong feeling to run back. But I was dared to do it, so I stayed. There wasn’t a doorbell, so I knocked. No answer. I turn to head back when I hear a “wait!” in the voice of an old woman. I see a hand sticking out of the crack of the door. Then the door slams, and the hand is still sticking out of the door.

I scream and run home.