House on Third Street

“Maybe you two girls should go for a walk and were off that pop,” Mrs. Pepper laughed as she watched her daughter Jill and her best friend Amber laugh and play Dance Dance Revolution on their Nintendo Wii. Jill was having a sleepover with Amber and it was only 8:30 p.m. and they were higher than a kite!
“Okay fine mother,” Jill laughed as she slipped off the mat.
Amber laughed and said, “You can’t even walk! Your drunk on pop!” The two girls laughed as they waved to Mrs. Pepper and walked out the door.

When the girls finally settled down enough to have a normal conversation they had already walked two blocks, all the way to Third Street!
“I don’t think that house is ever going to sell,” Amber said as she looked at the old brown run-down two stories house. The windows had shutters that looked like they could fall off at any second, the two trees in front of the house gave it a spooky look.
“It’s said that the house is haunted by the elderly owner who died in it a year ago” Jill informed.
“Whoa! That’s crazy!” Amber laughed. Amber has never believed in ghosts no matter how many convincing stories she’s been told.
“Well let’s go find out then, I’ll go first, once I hit the stairs you follow, okay?” Jill instructed. Amber nodded as she watched Jill walk towards the house. A creaking noise from the stairs made both girls jump. Then Amber followed. Once both girls were at the door Amber said,
“Are you going to open the door?” Jill nodded hesitantly, scared of what may lay beyond the door.
“AHH!” both girls screamed as a swarm of bats flew at their heads, both girls took deep breaths to settle themselves down, suddenly a moaning noise came from the house.
“Sh-sh-should w-w-we go…in?” Amber stuttered as she was still shaken by the bats. Jill nodded and both girls took a shaky step inside the house. The house had an 80’s style design, with torn up brown furniture, the T.V. they used was on of the old style that you had to listen to instead. Suddenly the radio was turned on! Both girls gasped in horror as they watched the knob turn.
Once the knob was placed on a channel the girls were shocked as to what they were hearing. “Hello and good evening,” the lady said. “I’m Misty Waters and I’ll be your reporter for this evening. I’m sure all you guys on and around Third Street now about the old run-down house on the corner, it’s been brought to my attention by the ghost experts at the New York University that this house is indeed haunted! Anybody around there is advised to stay-“and then the radio was turned off. Both girls stared at the radio in horror, and bolted for the door and ran a whole two blocks till they got to the corner of Jill’s street.
“Should we tell your parents?” Amber asked Jill.
“Are you kidding they’ll never believe us, they will just think we had one to many pops,” Jill exclaimed.
“If they were watching the news they might,” Amber pointed out. There was a couple seconds of silence and then Jill spoke.
“Lets just not say anything for now okay?”
“Okay,” Amber agreed.
“So how was the walk? Are you two still hyper?” Mrs. Pepper asked. “Is everything alright?” she added as she searched the girl’s shaken faces.
“Oh! Yeah everything’s fine, A-okay were just going to go down-stairs and you know watch a movie,” Jill said.
“Way to go she’s never going to suspect anything now,” Amber added sarcastically.
Mrs. Pepper stared after the girls and turned to her husband, Mr. Pepper, “do you think we should go check what happened?”
“No Just leave it, she’ll tell us when she’s ready,” Mr. Pepper said.
“What if it’s something serious,” Mrs. Pepper added looking really worried. Mr. Pepper put a reassuring hand on his wife’s shoulder and walked into the kitchen.

Jill and Amber were still shaken by the house as they watched the movie.
“Maybe we should do some research on the house,” Amber suggested.
“What? Oh ummm….yeah,” Jill agreed as she stopped twisting her brown curly hair.
After an hour of research the girls had discovered that the old man named, John Violet was a ninety-six year old who died of old age and is said to be haunting his house. Some neighbors have heard spooky voices from the house but have never seen anything odd, yet others have said he’s a dangerous ghost who hates visitors.
“Sooo………do you believe in ghosts now? Jill ask Amber.
Amber was quiet for a minute and replied, “I think so, and do you think he’s dangerous?”
“Well,” Jill started as she flipped through articles, but all a sudden she found an interesting article. “Hey look at this one,” she said as she pointed and read the article. The article said, the old man had a anger issue, and he was kicked out of a anger management class because he was far to dangerous, he was then put under a 24 hour watch by the FBI. When an officer went to his house for a regular check up and never cam back they ran out of options, but two weeks later his body was found in the back yard! The cause of death is unknown.
“Hey that might be the officer that was on the news a few months ago!” Amber exclaimed. Amber scrolled down to find out the exact date of when the article was made, and it indeed was written a few months ago.
“They even said that no one found the body till six months ago….” Jill started.
“Because of the suspicious quietness the FBI noticed after they gave him a little more freedom,” Amber finished.
“I have popcorn!” Mrs. Pepper called. “What are you two doing? I thought you were watching a movie.”
“Oh nothing,” Jill said as she quickly closed out of the window, “we were just ummm…”
“Checking who was on msn,” Amber finished.
“Okay well here’s the popcorn, we’ll be going to bed soon so, night!” Mrs. Pepper said as she kissed both girls on the head.
Jill breathed a sigh of relief and said, “We are so lucky my mom’s that gullible.”
“Yeah my mom would be suspicious and probably sneaking up on us,” Amber agreed. “But we will eventually tell your parents right?”
“If we have to I guess, but do you really think we’ll have to? Like we’re not going back there,” Jill explained as she walked to the couch with the popcorn.
“Well I think we should, it’s kind of interesting.” Amber exclaimed.
“Are you kidding?! How is it interesting? First you don’t believe and now you do and you want to go back?” Jill shouted.
“Come one Jill, you have to admit it is a bit interesting,” Amber said as she sat beside Jill. Jill just sat away in though for a couple minutes and then she said; “okay I guess it’s a little interesting” Jill smiled.
“Yes! I knew it! So you will come with tomorrow?” Amber asked.
“What!?” Jill yelled.
“Tomorrow will you come with? Please Please!” Amber pleaded.
“Fine.”
“Yes thank-you!”

The girls got up at 10:00 a.m. the next morning and started making pancakes. Once Jill’s parents left for work the girls laid out the plan for the day, they would first head out to the house and go to the backyard and look at the place were he “died and was buried” After they would go inside and look around the house and see if they can find any other suspicious happenings.
Once they got to the house Jill looked at Amber and said, “If we don’t make it out you should now you’re my best friend in the whole world!”
“Don’t be silly Jill, I’m a bit freaked but still want to go in,” Amber said and pulled Jill behind.
Once they got to the back yard both girls stopped to observe the scene. There was a torn up fence around the back, three gigantic trees, and another half torn up fence in the left corner that separated three grave stones from the rest of the spooky yard. Jill looked at Amber and pointed to the grave stones, and both girls walked cautiously to the stones and opened the gate. One stone read John violet born June, 15, 1950- June,1 1991, the second read a beloved wife/mother and daughter Judy Violet, born September,8, 1950-Auguest, 27, 1991. Finally the third read a wonderful daughter Stephanie Violet born October, 9, 1982-December, 2 1991. Both girls stood frozen till Jill whispered, “he, he had a daughter and wife.”
“Stephanie only lived till nine, Oh my gosh!” Amber whispered.
“Yeah and her mom was only 41,” Jill said. Both girls just stood there for awhile and stared at the stone, and then Jill spoke, “let’s go inside now.” Amber nodded in agreement as they headed for the back door.
“Let’s start upstairs,” Amber said as she got another shot of adrenaline. “Let’s check out this room,” Amber pointed to the door on the far right. Inside there was a pink room with a rainbow going across the far wall, the bed was pink with purple flowers on the bed spread, there was a cream colored dresser and desk, along with a make-up desk.
“She was only nine and she wore make-up,” Amber commented.
“Yeah, and she had a lot written in her diary about her mother and father,” Jill said as she gave Amber the diary to read. It read,
Dear Diary,
It’s really the same old but today it got worse, my mommy started screaming so I went downstairs to check what was going on, there was my dad screaming at my mom about whatever. Then he threw my mom a side when she told me to call 911! She hit her head on the coffee table and there was blood everywhere! So I ran upstairs and did what I was told but I think he’s looking for me he said he’ll be back but I wanted to make one last entry bef……..
“Oh my goodness,” Amber said as she clapped her hand to her mouth. “It looks like her dad must have grabbed her, look at the pen mark.” Amber pointed to the faint line that ran rights to the edge from were she was writing.
“Yeah, I just can’t believe she had to go like this, all her entries are about her father abusing her and her mom, she just wished he would leave them alone.” Jill said. All a sudden the door slammed shut and then the same moaning sound came again. Both girls screamed and ran for the door, but it wouldn’t budge. Suddenly the heard a high pitched little girl’s scream that screamed, “run! He’ll get you too….” Then the door opened. The girls screamed as they ran for the stairs.
“Ahhh!” Jill screamed as she fell down the stairs.
“JILL!” Amber yelled, then something grabbed a hold of her and pushed her into the wall as well from the fourth step.
The girls lay unconscious for 15 minutes when Amber awoke. She winced as she got herself in a sitting position. “Oh my god! Jill? Jill wake up!” Amber cried as she shook Jill to try and wake her. “You idiot! How could you do this! You monster!” Amber yelled into the dead silent house. When she heard the same little girl’s voice, but along with another she sounded older. Could it be Judy and Stephanie? Amber thought to herself. No it couldn’t be. “No it’s not” Amber whispered.
“We’ll help,” the older women’s voice told Amber. So Amber had to choice but to follow Jill’s limp floating body upstairs, as she followed Amber told herself that this was proof Jill’s body was floating in the position as if someone was carrying her. Before she knew it she was up another flight of stairs to what looked like a attic, with the wood flooring and white walls. There Jill’s body lay motionless on a white sheeted bed.
“We’ll be safe here, Stephanie go get warm water and a clothe with cool water for her head,” the older woman’s voice instructed.
“So you guys are Judy and Stephanie?” Amber asked. She thought this was weird because she couldn’t see anybody, but like she thought before Jill’s floating body was proof, right?
“Yes hon, it looks like you took a nasty spill as well, I’m a doctor, or at least I was so tell me, how many fingers am I holing up?” Judy said.
Well I can’t see you Amber thought to herself. When all a sudden Judy’s slim figure, blonde hair and pale beaten up face and arms appeared. It made Amber jump, “oh wow! Umm 4.”
“Very well,” Judy ask more questions and Amber answered them with out hesitation.
When Stephanie returned with all the materials Amber could see her as well, she was slim and short. She had a bob cut of blonde hair. She as well was bruised all over.
Two hours past until Jill awoke. “Where Am I?” Jill asked in barely a whisper.
“Jill!” Amber exclaimed. “We are in the attic, Judy and Stephanie here helped us,” Jill said as she pointed to the two figures beside her.
“There dead though,” Jill exclaimed with a little more energy in her voice.
“Ghosts now,” Amber said. “I didn’t believe it at first but who knows what could have happened to us if the didn’t come for us.” Jill’s eyes lit up as she tried to force herself to her feet, but cried out in pain. All a sudden Jill’s phone rang, and both girls looked at each other in fright.
“Here I’ll answer it,” Amber said as she reached for the phone. “Hello?” Amber answered.
“Amber where are you guys? Is everything okay? Where’s Jill?” Mrs. Pepper asked all at once. Amber explained the situation. Mrs. Pepper said she would be right over there with the Police, and an Ambulance for Jill.
With in fifteen minutes Jill was wheeled out on a stretcher with Amber and her mother right by her side, but someone grabbed Amber.
“She’ll be okay, we’ll miss you,” Judy said as she and Stephanie dissolved on the air.
“Amber right? I’m the reporter on the news and I’d like to interview you on what happened,” Misty Waters said.
“Oh umm… okay,” Amber started from the beginning and then when she was done, she hoped in the ambulance.
Mrs. And Mr. Pepper and Amber were in the emergency with Jill for the rest of the night, and where informed Jill had a concussion and a broken collarbone, but she would be just fine. That day was the last time they ever went on Third Street or anywhere near a Haunted House!

By: Jessica