The Horror Mansion (story)

Nicolas Valle M. -8th Milton

THE HORROR MANSION One day, around 1995, my family wanted to move to a mansion, but I didn’t want to because I loved my old house. I said to my parents that I didn’t want to move to the mansion, but they said “we have to” because the house wasn’t modern and was too little. On the moving day, I woke up at 9:00 o´clock and I had a headache and also fever. At 3:00pm we moved to the mansion, when we arrived, the butler called Norman showed us the mansion. Next he showed me my bedroom. It was very big and gloomy so I said to my mum that I didn’t want to sleep in that bedroom because I was afraid but my mum said “You have to, you are 13 years old, big enough to sleep alone”. The first night I had a nightmare, I dreamt that I was in my bedroom and a zombie was drinking my blood!! Then I woke up very fast, I went to my parents’s bedroom and I slept with them. Six hours later I woke up very afraid and had my breakfast. Next, I wanted to go around the entire mansion; therefore, I said to the butler if he could show me the mansion and he said “yes”. First, he showed me the pool; next he showed me the football pitch; and finally he showed me the basement, when we entered into basement, he closed the door and transformed into a zombie, then I shouted very loud and fortunately my father heard me, he entered immediately into the basement and killed the zombie with a shotgun. Then, my father called 911 and the police came to my house. They said to my father that in the year 1875, a butler called Norman Osborn had poisoned all the family that lived in that mansion, after that he stole all the expensive things of the mansion and travelled to another country. After that, my father and I said to my mother what had happened, and she said that we should go back to our old house. The following day, we returned to our old house and we lived afraid forever.