Joaline

Do you believe in ghost's? If you don't you'r the biggest fool I know. The day of my reckoning had begun. It was a horrible day that I wanted to die on. Begging for my death to be close, I was attempting anything at the time. I wanted to slit my wrist and drop dead. It started with me walking through the deep dark forest. I only walked through to get to my great grandma's house. She was a creepy old lady who lived in a creepy old house and you can ask anybody. She looked as old as someone who should be dead. Her hair is as grey as a pencil, her hands and fingers like sticks and greasy as oil in a pan. Anyway's it's creepy enough walking through the forest of doom, that's what I think it should be called because there's holes everywhere and branches ready to break off. The eye's that stare at you from the shadows and the noises of the animals like the howling of wolves. It's also as black as ebony or charcoal. Anyways it's horrible walking through the forest. I finally got to my grans house and then I knocked on her door. I didn't my gran all I heard was 3 loud knocks repeated after mine. Shivers ran up my spine and my hair stood up on the back of my neck. I was thinking to myself "Should walk in or run back to my house" but before I started to run the door flung open making a loud bang like a gun shot. I took my first few steps in and the damn door shut on my jacket