Post by brebre on Sept 24, 2015 18:44:00 GMT
I was laying in my bed trying to get to sleep when I heard a noise from down stairs. I crawled out of bed and snuck down the hallway and past my Mom's room. I listened and tried to find out where the noise was coming from. I started to think about all the horrible things it could be. Kidknappers who came in the night to take me away and hold me for ransom or, a monster hiding and waiting in the shadows to get me. It could be worse there could be a creepy possesed doll. I'd been afraid of doll's since I was a a kid and my aunt made me watch Chucky with her. It didn't take me long to realize the sound was coming from the basement. I had never been down there before so I was hesitant but,I opened the basement door and walked down the gloomy stairs into the mysterious darkness. I saw something moving in the corner. I then tried to turn on the lights but they weren't working. I was so scared at this point I couldn't move. I heard a deep growling. I took a step back and heard a loud screech. I screamed and my mom came running down into the basement with a flashlight. She shined it in my eyes and then into the corner. There was a black cat sitting there looking like she was as terrified as I was. "What the heck are you doing down here and where did that cat come from!You woke me up!" My mom had started yelling at me like I had done something wrong. "I don't know it scared me half to death" I proceeded to tell my mom the story. The next day we took the cat around town and put up posters to find the cat's owner. Turns out the owner lived down the street from us and had lost her the week before. We go the cat home and I finally got a peaceful night's rest. That was my story of the first time I ever visited my basement.![]()
