Something Spooky going down Stanley Street
Something Spooky going down Stanley Street Hello readers, I have joined the writers club in my school and wanted to share a short story that I wrote. The prompt that was given to us was “Horror in writing”. Have fun reading my story! "I had heard the dark rumors about Stanley Street. My friends and family were begging and pleading for me to stay back in the small town of Oakley. Ignoring all of their requests and begging, I still chose to take the risk of leaving town. Deep inside my heart I knew that my friends and family were right. Here I was in New York city. The home of great pizza and the famous Times square. I found myself finding the apartments very easily. I set foot into the main hall in the apartments. The stairs were making cracking noises and the lights were flickering. Everything was already going wrong. I got the keys to my apartment room: 42A on floor 3. In my head I was repetitively telling myself that I made the right decision and consoled myself. I walked in my ...