Empty House
It was the first time for me, but I knew what they went there to do. My big brother told me, but I was finally old enough to be invited. Okay, back when we slept over there, the first time, everyone said it was haunted. So, we dared each other to spend the night, the whole neighborhood was there, and nothing happened. A big let-down, after all the ghost stories, and rumors about the family that lived there killing children, eating them, and burying their bones in the basement. That was just one of them, but my favorite. Whenever I got to tell my scary story, that was the one I liked best. “I heard that…” It was all made up, kid’s stuff, we liked to tell scary stories, and we had this old broken …