Year 7 ICT Mid Term - Bryan Tan

Brian from 7G shares a horror story called "The Scary Night." He walks home late at night and sees a mysterious house that wasn't there before. The door opens on its own, and he enters to find many rooms. He feels a presence and tries to leave but is trapped. A dark figure with white eyes appears and attacks him. He manages to break free using a wine bottle and escapes through a window. He calls the police, but when they arrive, the house is gone, replaced by a graveyard. Good day, everyone. I'm Brian from 7G. Today, I'll be telling you a horror story I wrote myself. The title of the story is, The Scary Night. It was late at night when I walked down the street after classes as I had missed the last bus back home. I had to walk as I had no other choice. The streets can get quite creepy at night, especially when you're on your own. As I was walking, I saw this very mysterious house. You might wonder why am I saying this. Let me tell you why. The house was not there when I last walked, and it had some force to pull me towards it. I was curious and soon clicked down the concrete path towards the door. The door clicked and opened on its own as I stood by it. I peeked in. It looked as if there were a thousand rooms inside. I wanted to see more. I started with the door nearest. The hinges were rusty and they creaked as I opened them. It was terrifying. Wait, was there someone in there? I did not dare go further. By then, I felt the chill run down my spine and felt hands on my shoulder pushing me into the room. I screamed. It was too late. I fell to the ground and heard the door shut behind me. The room plunged into darkness and became noticeably quiet except for my heavy breathing. I tried getting up, but something was holding me down. I cried help, but my voice was not coming out. I got to my feet and tried to unlock the door, but to no avail. There was a person in the room, but no one was there. I decided to be brave and say hello, but all I heard was my echo. I was trying to unlock the door when suddenly I heard this loud screeching voice. I turned and standing behind me was a dark figure. It had piercing white eyes that just looked through me. I screamed and the next thing I knew, it was so close to my face that I could smell its breath. It smelled of raw meat and blood. I managed to turn and tried to run, but my feet could not move. The hands wrapped themselves around me and it felt so cold, so cold that I could not breathe. I started dancing for air and tried to free myself from this thing. I cried out in pain as its arm squeezed tight. Suddenly, something caught my eye. It was a wine bottle. I used my leg to reach it and pull it towards me. I grabbed it with my hand and smashed it into the mysterious thing. It let me go immediately. Then I tried to reach the door again. As I opened the door, there were more of them. They pushed me inside and slammed the door. Wait, there were windows. I ran towards the windows and broke it open. I climbed up and ran as fast as I could to my house. Covering myself with a blanket, I called the police and told them what happened. When they arrived to where the house was supposed to be, they saw nothing but a graveyard. This is the end of the podcast. I hope you like this story. Thank you for listening till the end.