My Haunted House(A Horror/Suspense Story written by Siddharth M)

 My Haunted House 

Prologue

Hey,My name is Dhruv.I am 10 years old.I used to live in Bangalore but now we moved to Udupi because we didn’t like the city life there.We decided to stay in  my ancestral house in Udupi.Last week,we started cleaning it.That’s when everything went wrong.When we were painting,the chandelier shattered and missed us by an inch.When we were cleaning the bathroom,the taps broke and blood started spewing out.Yesterday,When we finished cleaning the house and settled in,the maid was found missing and in blood on the walls MOVE OUT was written.Everybody asked us to move out,as there was a rumor in the town that the house is haunted. But my father was firm.He knew that it was his ancestral land so he didn’t give it up.

Hey Look Ghost!Psych!!

For dinner,We had Idli with Sambar.It was scrumptious and I was ready to sleep.My father asked me and my mother, “How do you guys feel about living here?.” We both replied that we both liked it.After This I was in my bed ready to hit the sack.I was fast asleep when a stone hit me after breaking through the window.When I turned I saw a white covered figure.It had long nails and made a noise which sent a chill through my spine.I yelped and ran to my parents bedroom and they came to my room to find TIME TO KILL was written with blood on the walls.My parents suspected that it might have been Raj.Who was the man who lived next door.My grandfather had actually taken this house from Raj’s grandfather but had not paid the promised price.Raj was not exactly a social butterfly.He was short tempered and was always alone.The next afternoon,We went to consult Raj.

A Banana saves the day

We decided that the criminal was not Raj and also decided that we would be here for the night and leave back to Bangalore the next morning.Before sleeping,I ate a banana and threw the peel on the ground.I slept well that day.I was dreaming of Bangalore when I heard a thud.A White Figure was on the floor with a knife.It had fallen by slipping from the banana peel.I shouted for my parents,pinned the ghost to the ground and pulled out it’s cloth covering.It was the man who lived behind our street.His house was large but suspicious activities were reported by the neighbors.

Police Probe
We called the police and they arrested the criminals.The police claimed that the man was part of a drug group and they believed that he needed the house in front of him as there was a trapdoor below it.The trapdoor was an opening to an underground smuggling catacomb.We were relieved to hear that our house was not haunted and decided that we continue to live there.