I was reading A book in my secret library. Just as i flipped the page, the lights cut off, and i was so petrified.
Darn i lost it!
After a few moments i heard a noise in the hallway. I ran from my library to find out what the noise was.
Who- who- who's there?
i reached the stairs leading up to my bed room. as i was heading up the stairs i tripped. I didn't trip on the steps. I was so confused. what or who could have tripped me?
I reached my bedroom. Where the noise was coming from. I was determined to get whatever was in my house out. That noise somehow left my room and went through the hallway and into my library. I guess whoever was in my bedroom got scared and ran away.
Just as i reached my book room for the second time, the noise was gone again."Darn does that mean i have to go back up to my bedroom" i said to myself.When all of a sudden my books started shacking like crazy. at this point my palms were clammy, i was pouring with sweat, and my knee's were shacking. I slowly and carefully went to the book shelf to see what was there, but it was gone once again. at this point i was mad.