Hunted House By The Lake

Jack, are you going to Paul’s house tonight?

I don’t know. I promised to show Hannah around. She is new here and I thought I’ll get her on a small trip around our town tonight.

You can do this another time. Please come and take Hannah with you. We will have a spooky storytelling night at Paul’s house and we’ll go for a trick or treat so she’ll meet some of the people in our town anyway. Ok then, see you tonight, replied Jack and walked away.

Hannah meet Paul.

Hello, nice to meet you.

Paul has already started showing off with his storytelling…

Through the open window she heard a deep and creepy voice - bury me in the back yard! Paul emphasises.

You say the same story every year, nobody wants to hear it all over again! Said John.

Please don’t stop! I want to hear it! Hannah said with her eyes wildly opened, looking at Paul with curiosity.

A few years ago on a halloween night, in the old house by the lake, lived a happy family. Mr. Robins with his wife, two daughters and their old dog called Spooky.

One night, there was a power cut and suddenly, the house was in flames. The smoke and fire was everywhere.

Everyone evacuated from the burning house, but they forgot about the dog. They all called for him but he couldn’t come outside, so Mr. Robins decided to go back to rescue him. Unfortunately, the fire was spreading out very quickly and house roof collapsed on him and Spooky so …

He was burned alive? Asked Hannah. So they say! Replied Paul.

It was a huge tragedy for this family. They rebuilt the house few months later but couldn’t get over the Father’s death.

One year later on Halloween night, his daughter was sitting on the bench holding a cap of tea on the porch. She couldn’t sleep as the tragic event was still in her head. Suddenly, there was a loud bang on the wall. She looked at the wall and saw a shadow of her dad standing and looking at her. She was paralysed and dropped her mug on the floor. When asked what happened she couldn’t say a word, to her mom. All she heard and was thinking about was those words: You didn’t fulfilled my will! You didn’t burry me in the back yard! She heard those words all over again.

They’ve put the house on sale few days later. Someone bought it but after a year living in this house the older lady fell off of the porch. It was another tragic accident in this house.

What? How she fell off? Asked Hannah. Poor old lady Paul stressed. She was sitting on the porch on her chair, looking at the sunset and suddenly she pulled herself up from her chair and walked up at the edge of the staircase. She looked down as she thought she saw something and then she fell off, hitting the stairs and landing on her head. There was a loud crack. Her granddaughter came outside and found her there. She broke her neck. It was another tragic event on a Halloween night.

No way! Another accident on a Halloween night! Hannah said nervously.

Yes, unfortunately. And what happened next? Do they still live there? No, replied Paul. The family couldn’t stay there and they put the house for sale.

A year ago, there was another couple who was interested in buying this house. They decided that they will take a boat trip along the lake before buying this house. They wanted to see if they like the area and the neighbourhood. The estate agent has been waiting for them for hours but they didn’t come.

No one has even suspended that something tragic happened that day, nor was the estate agent. Few days later a fish man noticed something unusual in the middle of the lake. He decided to get in his boat and have a look what it was. He discovered a black jacket floating in the water. He took his paddle and pat the jacket to discover that it was a body of a man. He called for help. They’ve found a body of woman as well. She was this dead fellow wife. They were the couple who was interested in buying this old house by the lake. Another tragic accident. Isn’t this suspicious?

Let’s think about it for a minute. All the people who lived there or want to buy the house die in a tragic accident. I am telling you, this house is hunted!

Come on, you don’t want to tell me that you all believe in that story, do you? Shouted Jack!

Well… maybe we should go and check it out? You want to go inside this house right now? Yes, why not? You don’t want to tell me you’re scared, are you? No! Of course I’m not! You’re coming too Charlie, right?

Well, I suppose I could…Let’s go then.

Charlie, Where are you? I’m here Hannah. Hello? Jack are you there? Paul! Can anyone hear me?

Woof, woof!

Who is this? Asked Hannah, shaking like she was in a charnel house all by herself with the corps.

Only one voice was heard… Bury me in the back yard!

This is only my imagination, this is only my imagination…Hannah said repeatedly to herself.

No one ever spoke again.